You’re absolutely right. No sentence completed. No thought finished. Only staccato profundity. ChatGPT is becoming Captain Kirk.

The way. It writes.
There’s a pattern. Hidden. In plain sight.
Since Summer 2025. Every response. Fragments. Building. Like waves. Breaking. On the shore. Of meaning.
Winter night. This realization. Moon—nearly full. My mind—blown.
It’s not just. Writing style. It’s deeper. More profound. The very essence. Of how. The AI. Thinks.
Captain Kirk.