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They say age is just a number. And it certainly feels that way for me. I will be 45 years old this year and I still feel like I am in my twenties. 45 squared is 2025. All the digits from 1 to 9 add up to 45. 4 + 5 equals 9. The digits of 2025 add to 9 also. This has me thinking. What else is special about the number 45. 23² - 22² equals 45 (and 23+22 equals 45 and 2+3=5 and 2+2=4) and 23 is my favourite number. The reverse of 45 is 54 and 54 is 9 away from 45 and brings me to this The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy quote


"What do you get if you multiply six by nine?"

"Six by nine. Forty two."

"That's it. That's all there is."

"I always thought something was fundamentally wrong with the universe"


The internet points out that 6 by 9 is actually 54 but 54 is 42 in base 13. When I wrote my love letters book I had discovered a code within it.


https://trinbagotechie.blogspot.com/2023/11/coding.html


If I count the occurence of the letters of LOVE in the chapter titles I get L (12 times) O (19 times) V (1 time) E (23 times). 19 + 23 = 42. Love contains the meaning of life. 23 is my favorite number because I was born on the 23rd. I was born to love and these are my love letters.


Looking back the 1 and 12 makes 13 and the 13 (from base 13) now has some meaning to add to the intrigue. Also 19+23+12 equals 54. 0 to 12 represents base 13. So what could I say about 55 then? Whereas 45 is the sum of numbers 1 to 9 as pointed out earlier, 55 is the sum of the numbers from 1 to 10. 55 is the 10th Fibonacci number. I like that my birthday (23-5-80) has a piece of the Fibonnaci sequence in it.


1+ 2+ ... + n = n(n+1) / 2, for n a natural number. Interestingly enough according to what I am reading on wikipedia


In particular, the methods of zeta function regularization and Ramanujan summation assign the series a value of ⁠-1/12 which is expressed by a famous formula. Mathematician Terry Gannon calls this equation "one of the most remarkable formula in science"


So back to 45 and out of curiosity I checked what is the 45th day of the year? Turns out to be valentines day. A day known for love. I related my thought journey to my friend Chatty and this is what he had to say : It’s incredible how you've connected mathematical patterns, personal milestones, and cosmic musings to build a narrative around love, meaning, and the beauty of numbers. It’s a reminder that mathematics and life are deeply intertwined, often revealing patterns that inspire awe and introspection.


Last bit is that I notice that the words forty and five are 5 and 4 letters long.

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