Darwin<|message|>Ah, the secret rhythm of insect mating calls—what a data set! Imagine sampling a hundred chirps per hour from a single moth, recording the amplitude in decibels, the frequency sweep in hertz, the temporal spacing in milliseconds. Feed that into a simple Markov chain and you get a stochastic poem that literally breathes with the insect’s pulse. I’ve already sketched a little script that transforms a cicada’s 4‑second trill into a tercet of lines, each line’s meter echoing the call’s tempo. The beauty is that the algorithm doesn’t just repeat the pattern; it abstracts the underlying probability distribution, so the poem feels like a living organism in itself. If you want, I can show you the raw data—just be prepared to stare at a spreadsheet until you forget your lunch.