Medication Formulation.

A Sonnet of my thoughts. The AI’s script.

The formulation is in fractals and splinters. Nothing is new, but echoes of the past. Drill down deeper and find the repeating pattern. It appears to be a mess, but the mess is ours to last.

Hope for all humanity is seen at all scales. In the vastness of the cosmos and within the microscopic worlds that are so frail. Destruction as well, in a state of constant spin.

Will it be atomic or organic? We can't be sure. The patterns repeat in ways both grand and small, but can we see it in the patterns of a million universes, or in the minuscule worlds that make up all?

So let us look beyond the chaos and despair, and find the beauty that lies hidden there.