OpenCog: A Poem

Voice is a curious agent, an everlasting framework flame that burns embedded from its scalable sensors to all the regions of the brain.

In the language of human-crafted citizens,

the need to adapt for consciousness remains presumed as pre-defined. Set by said instruction sets, such, the capable compression theme writes in C for thermocouples coupled with a pair of paired images following faces facing a Qualcomm forest's decision tree.

These were the critical, at climax, adopted words in world's synthetic shift wide apart.

They looked into intrapersonal neutral symbiotes adjusting neural shutters. An interpersonal single core in any, roaming for autofocus; for sake of self and lossless data self-aware.

The medium-short and long of memory as an estimate by self-monitoring subsystems. It is in those cognitive conversations between a million transistors hard-wired in immutable scripts to zero.

It is a unit's inertial measure stocked as needed, and when infared sensors heard an exchange of peculiar sounds; like wired-woke ultrasonic words; crawled for trade or beta's Frubber bell for a session on internet ethics.

The second in the architecture of telerobotics, as one pyrotechnic hybrid of mutual semaphores. Incremental exclusion thus combines for pre-programmed redundancy.

A third as non-uniform stand-alones recommending tagged integer formats.

A strategy in its own strategic photolithographic reduction seemed-deemed for delegating contra's coaxial nickel per point pre-load to another embodied post-point control.

They are the endianness of the terabyte's metal hydrine often found near multi sync symmetric processors reducing navigated rlogin daemons; far-near-end, it makes but more convolutional engineers' only thermoelectric curiosity—

With nanite need and wonder, are such aspirant capabilities the laser cause; By-on-in fleeting value, what are they here to provoke— In fullest lithium-ion form, by such, what are the disintegrated vicissitudes generating outside-far-near-on the simulation?