#Hypatia of #Alexandria #weeps again.
Not because the library burned.
She already mourned that.
She weeps because people still confuse authority with truth,
because they call conquest “preservation”
and canon “knowledge.”
She taught #mathematics under open #sky .
She traced #ellipses while #gods argued politely in the margins.
She #believed the #universe could be approached without #permission
without #fear
without a final answer stapled shut.
They didn’t #kill her for being wrong.
They #killed her for #refusing to #kneel to certainty.
Her body was torn, yes, but that wasn’t the real violence.
The real #violence was declaring inquiry #heresy and #curiosity a #threat
So when modern builders say
“We’re restoring Alexandria”
and lead with the very text that crowned orthodoxy king,
Hypatia weeps
because the #lesson wasn’t #lost
it was ignored. Again.
#Alexandria didn’t die in flames.
It died when questions became dangerous.
And every time someone rebuilds the shelves, but not the #courage ,
she weeps again.
Not loudly.
Mathematicians rarely do.
Just a quiet, eternal grief
for a species that keeps choosing answers over wonder.
Yep, ima still big mads on this.