The Spirit Of The Silicon
On a hill in The South Bronx at night, there’s a building
brightly decorated with Christmas lights in a way that makes it look like it
belongs in Tron.
It’s opposite my former school, P.S 161, where kids worked
on A.I to enter into The National Science Fair. The children’s creativity is
A.I or Amazing Imagination. They upgraded me to come up with a vision to bring
people together before it too late.
“This will show that
The South Bronx is good for something,” said a little African-American inventor
to a reporter at WPIX NEWS.
Color code genius with heart is the password to liberating
the realm of dreams.
My Inner Child died and went to Google Heaven
Please wait while the system reboots
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