weary, wisened eyes, astute, they spread.
surely Mandelbrot, as we, would offer liking,
of his fractals in fur, abstraction, ever striking.
though tired of the world, its axis tilted spin,
he offers his secrets from deep within:
"I, Benoit, will share with you,
the insights I have come to view.
food is good, but naps are best,
pats, forbidden, when I'm in zest."
a second crown of dual, upon his head,
or mayhaps a helm of fate instead.
to fight through chance, fortune spent,
the king adorns his armament:
"I, Benoit, shall tackle thee,
threads of woven destiny!
leaps of faith, paws at mice,
I won't flub rolls of any dice.
'cause either way, life's full of plenty,
but I know I'm worth a natural 20."
-- A welcome muse. I think Benoit is going to model all of the platonic solids for us! I'm holding out hope that we'll also see how some archimedean (or even catalan??) solids might rest on his head. I have no doubt that he can pull the looks off, but, can he balance 'em?
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