Man is God

digitalgodLaced tongues
Languishing in a babble of languages.
In PCP beatific visions
We gaze into the eyes of God,
And there,
See only our self.

God is a mirror.
Casting our
Perfected reflection
Through digital augmentation
And light refraction.

A Self contained universe
Where standing at the center,
Refuse to see
We have become numb.
Drooling and dumb.

Outstretched bloody hands,
Gore slick
And calloused,
Bear up our brothers and our sisters.
Crushed under foot
So we might stand above,
So we might stand out.

And we sing out!
Hymns to the oldest of gods;
Owing ourselves only to him;
Our source code of godhood.
The lie.
Poison on our lips.

Truth becomes subjective
To our will.
Hardwired pattern and paradigm.
Script re-coded through
Chemically altered states of consciousness

We stroll a road of bone
Lords of vermin.
Masters of maggot and fly.
For in our rewriting
We are unraveling life
Leaving decay in our wake.

We killed God,
To stand as god,
And in his place
We’ve transformed the Garden
Into nothing more
Than a waste.


About St Basil Z Fish

Curator of the strange and incredibly awkward. A rambling writer with the misguided notion he has something to say. His only redeeming qualities are his wife and children.
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2 Responses to Man is God

  1. Truth is something we know, change is something we struggle to do, awesome mate 👍

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