On the campus district Up the street from the theater district Down the road from University Circle

I could have gotten some ice cream "I am something," she said She was not wrong Words pass by every day There is agreement all around What you listen is what you hear

What people make needs maintenance Humans do not finish anything We will eventually make our last paper clip But the task will never be complete We want to see the end of the road I get that We want everything to be easy It never will be Maybe it is not about completion What would a finished universe be My Father told me all time is simultaneous He did not understand his own words They landed on me beautifully We find many good reasons to be subservient 

The most successful fascists in history Were also the largest tour operator of the time Strength through joy they called it I bought my first can opener at fifty four With a big family there are many around Someone had always brought me one We seem to seek strength from strength This latest incarnation of the same old hate Has little joy often left out in the cold or the sun or the rain Evil did best when it built of joy How well would we do to build on something Stolen technology stolen identity The first modern science books were written in German There is only one race which makes the term moot But surely we can be superior and do something sustainable

The Price building used to be there Tracking our history to 1967 We would rebuild We met in the basement of an old church The Second Baptist Euclid Avenue  Where Rockefeller organized Sunday school It was hard to know which wall was from which building But underground we became one place Ivan watched from his perch the hallways twirl Bigger, better, newer's high water mark was in the nineties We built a brand new building with no green features We studied sustainability in the opposite We talked about what we would put on the corner There where there is nothing now Just down the street from the wealth of nations statue Adam Smith immortalized in front of the business school We left an empty space where a church once was There should be something about sustainability I was in the conversation up to 2003 Our class left and seldom looked back They each do that Hough burned in 1966 And set a fire on this corner

Words can be demons hiding what we know Computer power is what we used to talk about Every third word we need more compute They sell to each other hoping to create super intelligence It would not work if they told investors the truth They want more computer power than anyone Compute is as cute as whatever muse you have We knew proteins folded We needed more computer power to figure out how We think there is a structure to the primes All this compute and nothing The flaws in our reasoning are in the training data I teach small children and I dream of prime numbers One of them will see it Either the end of science Or our new road There is a structure or there is not Either case equally satisfying Sustainability an Angel word

It was hard to hear So not a scientific word Not everything can be answered Her daughter was five years old Everything is good Only decisions are bad She don't want to hear Justice joy can bring Good things are easier to see Without foundation survives There is a probable outcome We should be safe There are variables that bring danger Much like rogue llms Predicting the next word A village burned down also warm She called her a demon Hard to tell her she is wrong