When You Mean Nothing To Your Source ( a mathematical poem )

A couple years ago,

I told you that X was happening

Someone said it was impossible,

that X could never happen.

You believed him.

Turned out that X was true.

Then that same person

with the same tools

told you that X had been,

briefly,

but was no more.

You believed, of course.

Turns out X is obviously still there.

( and your source obviously knew it all along )

Now I was trying to get you to see

the logical consequences of X.

But you're still there

in that same old place, right?

Good luck.