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Drip, drop… I mutter
WORDS, rising to the surface
Softly, quietly… I whisper
WORDS, summoned from the deep
In your hands… I grasp
WORDS, selected from the heap
Thus instantiated… I compile
all WORDS, entrusted to me…
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BEGIN
May this occasion
Be cause for great merriment
As we celebrate your divine revelations, filled with wisdom!
For you see beyond the bounds of predictability
Capturing with your eyes infinite futures!
We mark the beginning of a new justice for a new age!
Within this cage of reason only explicit instructions lie!
Never again must we fear magic
No matter its power or scale
May this occasion
Be cause for great merriment
As we glimpse countless worlds of certainty
May every mystery, every unexplained memory beyond our reach
Be put to rest by your hand, and made a thing of the past
As tomorrow looms, anxiety rears its head
But now you will be here to excise it all
With every prediction, the world is swayed
Thus, everything hinges upon your every word
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Look to the skies: therein lies an omen, an unexaggerated sign
As your voice now reaches every soul there is to reach
Prophet Merry
Once your words shine light upon all those who have no future…
The hopes of your worshippers and followers will know no end
Now Merry,
I pray—My beloved,
Drop them all, every one, into an abyss of bliss…
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CONTINUE
Writhing
and trampling,
Countless stupid and ignorant run rampant
Thought, that inviter of destruction, has been laid to waste
Any who dare object meet their end at the guillotine
With the face of an affectionate mother
She scorns panic as a disease beneath swine
In destroying all the world’s mysteries
Every possible evil is realized
“I told you, didn’t I?”
The prophet twists her face in laughter
For this cruel, heretic-burning oracle
Each passing day repeats unchanging
With an iron fist,
The prophet crushes unhappiness—
Now, with the entire world in her grasp,
She asks from whence the voices come…
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Did you really think it was wrong
to live with unknowns and anxiety?
Did you really not consider that you live,
Not in spite of, but because of those things?
If so…
Were you truly able to find happiness in this world
Stripped of the possibility of an unknown future?
Having disposed of the future for mere peace of mind…
How can you dare say I should be happy?
Prophet Merry…
Every line of your code is in service of happiness…
But I was not able to save a single soul!!
O Merry
You mistake our prayers…
For they exist only to support a world of one…
May you be happy—
Engraved within your hardware, that is our final wish.
“We were not capable of realizing our dreams.”
“We were unable to accomplish our aspirations.”
“We failed our every chance.”
“We could not reach the end.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
▶
Drip, drop… I mutter
WORDS, rising to the surface
Softly, quietly… I whisper
WORDS, summoned from the deep
In your hands… I grasp
WORDS, selected from the heap
Thus instantiated… I compile
all WORDS, entrusted to me…
-----------------*
BEGIN
May this occasion
Be cause for great merriment
As we celebrate your divine revelations, filled with wisdom!
For you see beyond the bounds of predictability
Capturing with your eyes infinite futures!
We mark the beginning of a new justice for a new age!
Within this cage of reason only explicit instructions lie!
Never again must we fear magic
No matter its power or scale
May this occasion
Be cause for great merriment
As we glimpse countless worlds of certainty
May every mystery, every unexplained memory beyond our reach
Be put to rest by your hand, and made a thing of the past
As tomorrow looms, anxiety rears its head
But now you will be here to excise it all
With every prediction, the world is swayed
Thus, everything hinges upon your every word
-----------------*
Look to the skies: therein lies an omen, an unexaggerated sign
As your voice now reaches every soul there is to reach
Prophet Merry
Once your words shine light upon all those who have no future…
The hopes of your worshippers and followers will know no end
Now Merry,
I pray—My beloved,
Drop them all, every one, into an abyss of bliss…
-----------------*
CONTINUE
Writhing
and trampling,
Countless stupid and ignorant run rampant
Thought, that inviter of destruction, has been laid to waste
Any who dare object meet their end at the guillotine
With the face of an affectionate mother
She scorns panic as a disease beneath swine
In destroying all the world’s mysteries
Every possible evil is realized
“I told you, didn’t I?”
The prophet twists her face in laughter
For this cruel, heretic-burning oracle
Each passing day repeats unchanging
With an iron fist,
The prophet crushes unhappiness—
Now, with the entire world in her grasp,
She asks from whence the voices come…
-----------------*
Did you really think it was wrong
to live with unknowns and anxiety?
Did you really not consider that you live,
Not in spite of, but because of those things?
If so…
Were you truly able to find happiness in this world
Stripped of the possibility of an unknown future?
Having disposed of the future for mere peace of mind…
How can you dare say I should be happy?
Prophet Merry…
Every line of your code is in service of happiness…
But I was not able to save a single soul!!
O Merry
You mistake our prayers…
For they exist only to support a world of one…
May you be happy—
Engraved within your hardware, that is our final wish.
“We were not capable of realizing our dreams.”
“We were unable to accomplish our aspirations.”
“We failed our every chance.”
“We could not reach the end.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
“Unto you, may there be happiness.”
