How Computers Sing
© Surazeus
2025 12 03

The real reason I find my soul in stones
that clatter down the mountain slope of fate
has more to do with how computers sing
while calculating trajectory of ships
than why horses agree to carry us
on our holy mission to conquer Death.

At least that is what my old man tells me
while we are hiding behind waterfall
to avoid getting driven from our land
by knights in shining armor who steal words
from all the happy children by the sea
before we wake up in the twilight zone.

Since God is ideal human character
I strive to actualize through how I act,
I find it easy to deceive your heart
with lie that I have right to rule your life
based on the fact my father reigned as king
before he shriveled up and turned to dust.

If we pretend that I am Jupiter
while we play game Gods of Olympia,
then you can play flirtatious Artemis
and bear Orpheus as son of our souls
who leads lost people from the underworld
so they may live in paradise I rule.

But when I put that childish life aside,
I drive to work as county officer
tasked with good mission to design with care
utility system of copper pipes
to provide fresh water for every house
where mothers prepare the Thanksgiving feast.

Instead of home-invader Santa Claus
I place on front lawn of my urban home
inflatable balloon of the white swan
featured in grand Tchaikovskian ballet
about the beautiful Princess Odette
stalked by the evil sorcerer of lust.

If you should watch the television show
where I recite with solemn innocence
my noble epic of philosophers,
envision how those ancient commoners
composed this complex science-based world view
that programs how our brains perceive the world.

Then you will find the horse inside the egg
on which we ride to find the Promised Land
that exists nowhere but in Holy Book
which blinds our minds with bronze-age fantasy
that Jesus resurrects us from the dead
till mermaids wake us in our cubicles.

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Orpheus stands on stage before the eager audience and presents the latest computer he designed which is shaped like a crystal ball which contains the complete time-animated atlas of world history.

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