Inspired marginally by the rubaiyet of Omar Khayyam and the philosophy of alchemy
Written down lest they forget,
Whispered of in the Rubaiyet
The Moving Finger Never Stops,
With a pen we control the crops,
As above, so below,
Our own futures we do sow
Awaken day in the bowl of night,
At our stirring we bring forth light,
As above, so below,
In machines life we bestow
The creators hand in the sky,
Through her fingers we can fly,
As above, so below,
too close to the sun we may go
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