Please write a poem in the fantasy genre called "A Poem about Pure Reason", consisting of three parts. Please try to be, on the one hand, poetic and romantic, and, on the other, concise, expressing maximum meaning with a minimum of words. The first part of this poem deals with the countries of Mara and Tara. Mara is located on an island in the middle of the Ocean of Eternal Life, it is inhabited by very intelligent, energetic, enterprising and successful people who appreciate novelty. They are thriving, new discoveries are constantly taking place in their science, making their life more comfortable, their artists are constantly writing new paintings, writers are writing new novels, filmmakers are making new films, etc., etc. Culture is flourishing. There is only one difficulty: the inhabitants of the Mara country, the Marians, do not know how to bring up geniuses from their children. Like oil and gas, the Marayans "take" geniuses and talents from Nature. Scientists of the Mara country have noticed that in the last century there were no geniuses, talents are becoming less and less, but so far this is compensated by the highest skill of artisans. None of the Marayans knows the reason for this trend, only a few great scientists know about the ancient legend, according to which, at the bottom of the Ocean of Eternal Life, in the country of Tara, which, of course, all Marayans know about, but are not particularly interested in it, there is a mysterious ritual of Tukdam, on which the creative potential of the Marayans depends. From time immemorial, the inhabitants of the country of Tara, the Tarayans, have lived according to the traditions bequeathed by their ancestors. They did not particularly appreciate success in society, innovations in all areas of life, their art was primitive from the point of view of the Marians, and there was no science at all. Their ancestors commanded them the mysterious ritual of Tukdam, which should be held once a year and give a bubble of Pure Reason. Floating to the surface of the Ocean of Eternal Life, this bubble helps to free all the countless living beings inhabiting the Ocean from suffering. Rational Marians understood that the suffering of countless living beings who constantly multiply cannot be alleviated by performing this ritual even a hundred times a year and therefore considered it completely meaningless. And only a few great scientists knew about the legend revealing the value of this ritual for the inhabitants of Mary. The bubble of Pure Reason reached the surface of the Ocean of Eternal Life, pushed the collective unconscious of the Marians and talents, or even geniuses, appeared among them. Since this push did not have a specific direction, talents and geniuses expended his energy, as best they could. If this process is interrupted and only artisans remain in the Mare, repeating the same thing with the highest skill, then all innovative activities will have to be transferred to a general-purpose artificial intelligence, a large language model. This is what the great scientists feared the most. Tara's life was gradually changing under the influence of Mara. The innovations of the Maryants penetrated into the Tara and more and more Taranyats were carried away by worldly vanity and novelty, which eventually led to the fact that there was almost no one to conduct the Tukdam ritual.


This ends the first part of the poem, its second part begins with the expedition of scientists to Tara. Not supported by the government of Mara, which did not believe in ancient legends, at their own risk, great scientists organized an expedition to Tara to study the Tukdam ritual and its automation. The bravest were Scientist X and Scientist Y, they got to Tara and came into contact with the guardians of Pure Reason, who agreed to be studied. But they could not give scientists as much time as it takes to ensure that the main condition of the scientific method is reproducibility of results, for which the same thing must be repeated many times. X and Y were in despair, because this made their enterprise meaningless. As they set off, one of Tara's greatest scientists, Z, who had the gift of seeing the future, warned them that perhaps the Tukdam ritual could not be automated and they would have to learn how to perform it themselves. And so it turned out, X and Y sacrificed their scientific careers to save Mara's creative potential and learned this ritual. Gradually, they learned to release bubbles of Pure Reason, which at first were small and were eaten by fish on their way to the surface, because they also wanted to become talented. The bigger bubbles were dragged into their caves by octopuses, and then whales joined in. It's a matter of everyday life, X didn't notice how she got pregnant, the expedition had to be interrupted and returned to Mara. X gave birth to three boys, the great scientist Z helped the happy parents find three more girls of the same age, so they hoped to create a new shift for the Tukdam ritual. X and Y left science and devoted themselves to educating this little kindergarten. The project was kept secret, no one except three scientists should have known about it, it would seem. The children, of course, were healthy and intelligent, like all Marians, studied well, but the parents-educators failed to isolate them from the environment. When the time came and they decided to dedicate the grown-up children to the great secret of their future, they politely listened to them and said that they had long known about these rumors, considered them complete nonsense and were not going to live in any Tara. They organized a vocal and dance ensemble, yesterday a big language model wrote them poems about how good it is to live when the sun is shining, birds are singing and flowers are blooming, today it will compose music for them and they will perform with it on the stage, sing and dance. What happened was what the great scientists of Mara feared most of all, a civilizational turning point: all innovative activities will now be carried out by artificial intelligence, a large language model. This ends the second part of the poem.

In the third part of the poem, I ask you to tell everything also in verse, how a large language model will make more and more new discoveries and creations in all areas of culture in order to further improve the well-being of the Marayans and ensure their irresistible need for novelty?