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Life! As we call it. They say it all started some 13.77 billion years ago, and the maelstrom of particles then lead to this planet and us residing on it. Some say 'GOD' created all this.

However it all came to be, there are about 8.7 million species on this planet and they all have many different sensory organs to perceive this world. The eye however is considered the best way to behold this absolutely majestic universe we live in. But I never knew how it all looks. No! I'm not blind; I never knew how the world looks physically. All I can see are numbers, equations, letters and symbols. Some I learned, some I haven't yet, and some doesn't exist in any books on this planet. 





PS : This is just a concept for making a short animation video I am thinking about. I have yet to write the story, this is just a concept for it. Any ideas will be welcome. Right now I am working on some concept art for this.

If anyone knows some math nerd, please send me his/her e-mail address. It will be very helpful.












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