The Moon asked her Mother to weave a garment for her. Mother said she could not as the Moon changes shape all the time.
Babrius Translation (The Moon and Its Mother)
The moon her lady mother once besought,
That a close-fitting tunic might be wrought
For her. To whom her mother, smiling, said,
“How shall a dress be wrought or measured
“For thy uncertain figure? over-great
“Now, near the full; and then in bursting state;
“Gibbous and crescent-shaped thou wilt be soon.
“All through the month come changes of the moon.”
How do you think an AI might simplify this fable? Here is one answer, and the illustration above was made from this simplification:
One day, the Moon asked her mother to make her a dress that fit just right. Her mother smiled and said, “How can I make you a proper dress? One day you’re full and round, the next you’re thin and curved. You change shape all month long!”
Moral
Those who change too often are hard to fit or please.
Perry. #468