The Future of Everything Beings With the End
An ode to programming in three parts I was with you in those days bright Connected terminals. Connected minds Across from each other, pulled together with boolean logic Tethered tight but soaring high, kites dancing in the sky I am with you in these days short Rushing to make the long now linger The symmetries have broken, turned upside down And we watch the waters rush by, fractals breaking every wave ...