Hi, I'm Kaziuk.
And bellow is my letter to two-dimensional flatmen.
Dear Flatman
Let's take a working combustion engine. You, because you are two-dimensional, perceive all the processes that take place there take place in one plane. But somehow, for you, they don't merge into one mush, but interpenetrate each other and for some reason, for you, some are interpenetrating and others are interpenetrated. But if you were smart enough, you would find a method in this two-dimensional madness – namely, you would invent various mathematical entities that allegedly control this flat process. True, these entities, postulated by you, would lead to a lot of paradoxes, but you would solve these with absurdities, and these in turn with paradoxes. And as a result, on the basis of your two-dimensional phantasmagoria full of mathematical tricks – true, absurd and having nothing to do with reality, but whatever! – you could make correct predictions about the engine's working, or at least that's what you would think. And right after that you would be recognized by other flatmen as the greatest genius of all time. And after a hundred years, the flatmen would be totally turned on by your two-dimensional fantasies. And if some mutant with the three-dimensional imagination appeared then and claimed that all this works entirely differently, the flatmen would have thought he was a lunatic and a wing nut.
Here is my letter to the public.
Kaziuk von Märchendorf
mail: kaziukvonmaerchendorf@gmail.com
P.S. If you, Dear Flatman, have something to say about my letter, do it on my Facebook page Einstein miał rację (Einstein was right).
(20/11/2024)