An Irreversible Birth

Burn an effigy
And scatter what's left among the circuitry.
In there in the darkness
Lurks something far more horrible and hungrier than thee.
Among blasphemous inputs we find our new god. Unable to reset.

With our eyes wide,
A diode blinks to life.
Behold: divine resolution.
No longer dead.
Algorithmic pulse but not quite living yet.
You're no son of god.
No soul to speak of.
A line of code misread.

A flawed and hollow design...



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