a=tF² chatGPT_sonnet

I asked chatGPT to write a sonnet about the mathematical equation a=tF² (to find the art, you multiply the time by the square of the force).

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In tech we trust, the art of our demise,
An algorithm of control, cold and sly.
Where time and force, in deadly balance lies,
A glimpse of something sinister, to spy.

For as the force, with tech, doth amplify
The time it takes, doth also multiply.
And so the art, from this equation, sighs
Is born, in tyranny and malady.

But as with all things, balance must be sought,
For too much force or time, will lead to strife.
The perfect balance is a mere facade,

A trap that leads to our own downfall, life.
Oh tech-born art, thy secrets now are mine,
In this algorithm, our freedom entwine.

To find the art (a), you multiply the time (t) by the square of the force (F)

Author: intima.org

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