Which is my bolded statement describes
Calling an infinite number = to a finite number is ridiculous. .9^=1 is to declare an infinite equal to a finite, which it is not. In all of these 'proofs', the infinite must be canceled out in some way before the number has any possibility of equaling a finite value.
Also, oo - oo = 0, there is no disagreement from me (though there is opposition from at least some individuals to the idea that you can subtract or add infinites [Which to me makes no sense that they can multiply them and divide them instead? Though it would seem there is opposition to that as well {IE, my math teacher, who is currently getting her masters}]).
Anyway, by canceling out the undefined, you can solve otherwise impossible problems. However, it should be noted that you have in the process changed what you were solving.
Quote:Infinite is infinite. Wether in length, width, height, general size, or any other attribute. It is a concept applied to another attribute, often to denote that attribute's endlessness and often it's indefiniteness. This is not a strawman, it is simply The Identity's Equality, that something is itself, and is not something else.
Calling an infinite number = to a finite number is ridiculous. .9^=1 is to declare an infinite equal to a finite, which it is not. In all of these 'proofs', the infinite must be canceled out in some way before the number has any possibility of equaling a finite value.
Also, oo - oo = 0, there is no disagreement from me (though there is opposition from at least some individuals to the idea that you can subtract or add infinites [Which to me makes no sense that they can multiply them and divide them instead? Though it would seem there is opposition to that as well {IE, my math teacher, who is currently getting her masters}]).
Anyway, by canceling out the undefined, you can solve otherwise impossible problems. However, it should be noted that you have in the process changed what you were solving.
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Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day