I see the trees that line its path as anyone would, the branches and the bark, but I see a geometrical blueprint laid on top of them too. There's a park in my town of Tacoma, Washington, that I like to walk through in the mornings before work. I'm lucky to have survived, but for me, the real miracle-what really saved me-was being introduced to and almost overwhelmed by the mathematical grace of the universe. there, and I realize now that my injury was a rare gift. This change in my perception was really a change in my brain function, the result of the injury and the extraordinary and mostly positive way my brain healed. Because of a traumatic brain injury, the result of a brutal physical attack, I've been able to see these patterns for over a decade. I know because they're right in front of me. We're so often victims of things-I see the violence too, the disease, the poverty stretching far and wide-but the universe itself and everything we can touch and all that we are is made of the most beautiful geometric patterns imaginable. If you could see the world through my eyes, you would know how perfect it is, how much order runs through it, and how much structure is hidden in its tiniest parts. Excerpted from "Struck By Genius: How a Brain Injury Made Me a Mathematical Marvel"
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