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Point and a Tangent

  • Writer: Amitanshu Shrivastava
    Amitanshu Shrivastava
  • May 11
  • 3 min read

I have written a poem called - Point and a Tangent…


A thought came to me, I was by the congruence of two unrelated events in a day, one I was reading a book “And It Came to Pass - Not to Stay” - by R Buckminster Fuller the forward was Witten by the grandson of fuller, Jaime Snyder and in the evening, I was just sitting and a watching some video on YouTube about the India Pakistan conflict. This thought comes to my mind.


The video was talking about the point and the tangent in which this conflict escalated. This poem (noun - A piece of writing in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by particular attention to diction) is born out of epiphany.  


The original one goes like this.


Point and a Tangent…

—Amitanshu Shrivastava.


Point and a Tangent…generated by Chat GPT
Point and a Tangent…generated by Chat GPT

A point is one dimensional,

 a tangent is in two..

As life is in one dimension and lonely too,

but two-dimensional object can create magic.

The beauty, the rationality and the stupidity arise in two.

 

Geometry All curiosity arises in two. 

As the circle is in two dimensional,

transformed into a sphere in third.

 Similarly, infinite points make a circle

 A point conflicts into a tangent when pulled by two,

 

The word tangent is part of the circle which is born out of the irrationality called pi,

 The I is irrational because its value which is non-terminating and non-repeating after the decimal.

With pie, the unpredictability starts after the decimal,

 and that is when the point travels in a tangent.

 leaving all irrationality behind into the unknown.

The tangent travels into the unknown

Though the I is Unknow still the point travels in to the other unknown.

 

The I told GPT to rewrite this poem in to a blog post.


This is what it has given,


The Geometry of the Unknown

— By Chat GPT + Amitanshu Shrivastava


A point is one-dimensional—

a single, lonely existence.

It marks a place but goes nowhere.

Life, too, sometimes feels like this: singular, linear, alone.


But then comes the tangent—two-dimensional,

a line that touches, departs, and suggests direction.

With just one more dimension, magic begins.

Beauty, rationality, even stupidity—they all bloom in twos.

Because with two, curiosity awakens.


Geometry teaches us that wonder starts in the second dimension.

The circle, a perfect two-dimensional entity,

spins upward into the sphere—a leap into the third.

Infinite points give rise to this perfect form.

And when one point is pulled by two—

conflict is born, and so is the tangent.


The word tangent itself feels philosophical,

born from the irrationality of π (pi),

that strange, beautiful constant whose decimals never end, never repeat.

It begins simply—3.14—but after the decimal

,everything unravels into chaos.

Unpredictability begins, and the point is launched—

off the edge, into the tangent, into the unknown.


The point leaves behind the irrationality of “I,”

of identity, of limitation,

and journeys along the tangent,

through a landscape that has no end—

no certainty—just potential.


Even though the I remain unknowable,

the point keeps traveling.

From one dimension to two,

from isolation to interaction,

from geometry to philosophy—

into the other unknown.

 

It also generated an illustration, I have used as a cover of my poem😉.


I love how my poem is riddled with inconsistency and mistakes but the GPT is GPT…


Love them both.


In the quest of know the infinity we discover others,

Doing this reaffirm that some infinities are bigger than the other infinities.   

 

See you in the next post.


Thank you  

 
 
 

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