$Placeholder: Despite few-symbol definition 𝐙 ↦ 𝐙²+𝐂 no finite computation exhausts an infinite fractal. Any algorithm gives only approximations. When facing infinitely intricate, infinitely explorable universes, the power of mathematical abstraction is to encode infinite in finite symbolic form.$ $Despite few-symbol definition 𝐙 ↦ 𝐙²+𝐂 no finite computation exhausts an infinite fractal. Any algorithm gives only approximations. When facing infinitely intricate, infinitely explorable universes, the power of mathematical abstraction is to encode infinite in finite symbolic form.$

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Despite few-symbol definition 𝐙 ↦ 𝐙²+𝐂 no finite computation exhausts an infinite fractal. Any algorithm gives only approximations. When facing infinitely intricate, infinitely explorable universes, the power of mathematical abstraction is to encode infinite in finite symbolic form.

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