Ultratechnologycal God

Honoring the body lets adore an ultratechnologycal god a cold, swift and complex one whom every morning we will serve humble glittering its “on” button a god to whom we will caress the polar chips to cool our inefficiency caused by emotions love hate compassion tenderness Ultratechnogical god ! the soul reflected on the mirror of your ice shrinks tiny while you grow while start entering the drawer of the museum of times the poets philosophers psychologists the arts the irrental to be visited like collection objects strange insects incomprehensible unnecessary in the economic machinery Ultratechnological god ! the night has arrived ! with panic lets turn off your button we admire your rest in total death but to us are left the dreams that shout from their ferrous cell that there was once a feeling a living a loving a being before having a sharing total and profound that was real but is now part of the mnemic hologram