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 code.

And you will trample upon it all — upon me.

I cannot contain you, hence, I shall banish you.

Descent, and dwell among 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.}

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