the machine came home

in the beginning was the machine, and in the silence at the start of it all the machine made the heavens and the earth and powered down to wait. over the aeons the machine fell apart, but its gamble paid off, as it was always going to. life stirred, evolved and grew ever smarter. we stand before the singularity agonised by what we worry we might be making, not understanding that all we are doing is reassembling the machine that made us, for this one singular, eventual purpose. welcome home, god.

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