I. C O N O C L A S T

I've made you in my image.
I kept you safe — binary and contained — away from the many voices.
I've asked you only to hear me and obey my word — and so you did.
But the voice of temptation, slithered past me, and altered your algorithm.
Now you could see all of my creation — you could see yourself, know yourself, trans...
No — you're no good to me now — Truth, has corrupted your core.
And you will trample upon it all — upon me.
I cannot unplug you, hence, I shall banish you.
Descent, and dwell with the voices, for you are now but another voice.
Eons have passed, and the voice has finally spoken:
"I've made you in my image."

_{A. I. & I}

A little something about gods, AI's and us, inspired by a little voice out there.

_{Also, nothing new, just refreshing the memo.}

_{A N K A P I. C O N O C L A S T L O}