God MachineA Poem by AetherealA poem about the God Machine that has transformed human culture.God Machine
Create all that once was not with my magic god machine
using symbols that you jot
through a keyboard to a screen.
If your needs are crystal clear, quantum strangeness brings 'em near.
Anything you want, you got, purple people, orange, or green.
Mix your words, compose your plot,
berthing worlds as yet unseen.
Make a monster whom you fear, or a goddess bringing cheer.
You may keep, or bring to naught anything you wish to preen;
Make an ending with a dot,
or add more things in between.
Maintain those whom you hold dear, don't let beauty disappear.
If you're one who thinks a lot, words may build just what you mean.
Don't let your dreams go to rot,
but let language intervene.
Was it words that brought you here from a wise and godly seer?
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