Because so worthless the Son, by Mum, infinitely treasured
& because, the 'uglier' the set, the less it can be measured
Philosophy is but scolding- Poetry, a lecture,
& Advaita its own Collatz conjecture
Envoi-
Peace hath a Prince! Diakonia's distributed algorithm
Thy damaru drum but Entropy's rhythm.
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