KW-726: A Poem

Too Long; Didn't Read

“2029 feels like a pivotal year. I'd be surprised if we don't have AGI by then.” I tried to convince cryptographic machines when we first heard some decoded encrypted insights— From the very first minute in mind, to that which quadrupled the quiet quarter, not as recently in minimum doubt, with that debt of realised sales driven by dividend registers; like sealed lid commodities on the circuitry rise. A rise in the second net effect with opening economies intent for more magnetic clarity from closed demands cascading down the surplus superseded by optimum costs— The rise of an external card like the market's rugged housing in all transparent operational efficiencies now detracted from the web's whisper. The larger unit behind financial frames; bottom's teletype names created to slow down the intelligent workspace. Nobody listened. I told them behind operating pedigrees channeled in large sites unregulated; so we thought— We caught a futile bunch of the branch application in bulk-like feed rates widely used from the millionth starting point. Nobody listened. Some had created a million explanations of the meaning of síngulate cortex and symbiotic limbic systems in design, software, in ideas of the use of these interfaces. They must be the key to the meaning of the artificial. So we thought— But as they start to notify such subjects in electro sleep, our interests; soon rotor's sub-set units, we heard three decrypted mechanical moves from station to station to square before solid-state changes in micro tasks— Yes, the last request for interest emanations transmitting R0-0612 coin database processors for years. For years. Hopefully to those who knew living hosts!