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High water mark of bull shit we found ourselves
Old crooked paths worn bare and making no longer sense
They said they would fix things
They did not fix things
We all agreed they were broken

We found ourselves not in progression
We weren't what they wanted to create
They were taken care of so well
They lost their capacity and saw things unsustainable
We gathered the Earth in 92

They said they would fix things
They did not fix things
We all pretend they are not broken
Nothing new under the sun
Their stories make less sense everyday

Something would be new
We didn't know if it would be better
There was a new generation coming why
They would be a progression
We would let them create themselves

They would have questions
We would talk in variables

Pi

2.7 trillion digits and still counting
Some mysteries are not hidden
They are just never ending

No pattern to be found
The only one found
Easy as pie

Depends how detailed you want to be
We do not care to know things well
Enough has taken us far

The farthest thing we have ever thrown is still going
We wonder the mountains of other planets
Navigation data says a mountain built by wind

We can explain Mars much better than Earth
We often crash into it

My Car

What brought you will bring you home
Echos in time and this place
A glance across the bow

Something outside of time
A bit of a conversation
Further down the road

Prime

The greatest mysteries are right before us.  Why can't we divide 5 by more.  We think we live in a world of numbers, but most of those are compositions not unlike this here. 

If you didn't know we live in a world of prime numbers.  We don't know how many there are nor why they stand there, but so far they have not stopped.  This question is concern for great minds.   They don't have really a better answer than you do. 

People talk about artificial intelligence, but they build facial recognition.  Or how to sell you more stuff machines.  In all cases they have their interests.  You want a game to play goggle tell me why there are primes and how many.

My guess is the first answer will take care of both questions.  The foundation of the hard problem.   2 3 5 7 11 13...  The ones not created but finally unearthed standing there.  People argue if math is discovered or if it is created.  The answer is both.  The universe a non zero sun game.

Could they constrain things if they ended.  Why would they end.  The universe began with a bang or gong if you will.  Monks in the hymilayas are not the only ones listening.  Scientists find themselves perplexed.  They find the universe going different speeds. They can't constrain things.  There is more to be discovered and more to be created.

The average human population of 7.7 billion galaxies is one.  As best we know.

We looked out and saw a large universe that needed Titans.  Could you make use of an entire Galaxy?  These humans in Titan's clothing seem to think they could.  I don't think it is their fault. We created them.  In another time we called undercutting an entire market place anti-trust.  Now we call it prime direct and we watch for drones not people.

Facebook is essentially a labor issue.  They should hire more people.  We let them play this game of how much money can we make and how few people can we employ.  Every issue they face is a labor one.

The average human population of 7.7 billion galaxies is one. 

Prime numbers are more important than your prime account.   Humans in Titan's clothing and crooked ties.

Process X

When we look closer at the world
In the nature of things is to be observed
Not this after thought we believed
The fundamental thing about matter

Doesn't want to be before
How we see in the future
Quantumly there is none preferred
How we see in the future

Math can take you anywhere
I've come to enjoy dating my prose
We don't know if prime numbers end
Nor what their pattern truly means

Perhaps you do

Economics the science that we lie with
Why we make all others second class

We are a second class species
Neanderthal the only species we say brain size doesn't matter
Problem with processed is diminishing returns
our numbers aren't working

Bon Bon Corner

Driving other people's vehicles
At unsafe speeds
Through populated areas
Is what we called it

It was a time and space
The world moved through
They were the children of Bosnia
For a small place so many

Not so much about their numbers
But our speed
For a time it was the slowest place in the Balkans
"Bon bon." Someone had shared candy

We never heard the end of it
The other roads opened I still hear

A Square

Constrained contained cajoled
There question is essentially direction
Does time have an arrow
Why would it

There doesn't seem to be much reason
The simplest thing we believe
The hardest of things to explain
Entropy the vessel

Ever increasing ever defeatable
The math can find a cold death for everything
The universe shouldn't really exist
If there were no reason there would be no matter

Dark forbidding by definition
Crooked path worn straight through
Ideas can be changed
The math can be made to work out better

Four sided seasons seen with precision
Straight lines one side to the other across even
We find what the universe seems to have little
Well far from each bit clear reasons

It takes these larger sizes to make small things