A caterpillar,
this deep in fall—
still not a butterfly.
Matsuo Bashō.
Un blog donde las matemáticas están fortalecidas por la genética para lograr la creatividad computacional que se cruza con el arte.
No hay fractales aquí, sino genética y arte generativo.
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A combination of natural selection and computers, somehow. --Not fractals here, but genetics and generative art.
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Cocoons of Blue moths
gestating quietly, then
All at once, rebirth
Tell me the truth: I'm a good mother, isn't?
Well, they come here because condos are falling down in pieces, so they're recovering their habitat.
If you look closely, you can see them weakening the structures of the condos at night, to hasten their downfall.
Yeah, those little bastards are breaking our country in pieces, the butterflies are responsible, not us!
I hope you enjoyed my haiku.
I wasn't going to leave another comment but the secret word is 'anorging'. I don't know what it means. Perhaps it is the anonymous gorging of someone with an eating disorder?
(Yes, you are a good mother, RF. :-P)
Enjoyed indeed! Have another one? :-) Perhaps you can constantly talk in haikus and we don't know it yet?
For real, I think you wrote a very nice one, and fitting, Will.
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