Ten Billion Years

Ten Billion Years: Embracing Chaos, Forging Destiny
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I am the alpha

I assert myself as the beginning

I am the omega

I declare myself as the end

As I will it, so it shall be

My will determines reality

Rise to your feet

Rise and take your stand

Stake your claim here and now

Claim your position in this moment


A servent to no wraith

I am not a servant to any ghostly entity

To no master

I am not subservient to any master

I will serve only my will

I will only serve my own will

And I shall create

I will be a creator


Wielding chaos

I wield chaos

Harnessing the power to rule my dominion

I harness power to rule my realm

I commit the obligation unto me

I commit myself to the obligations I set

The random chance of consciousness

Consciousness is a result of random chance

A path forged in ten billion years

A path has been formed over ten billion years

Bestoweth the fruits of triumph unto me

Triumph is granted to me

The random chance of consciousness

Consciousness is a result of random chance

A path forged in ten billion years

A path has been formed over ten billion years

Giving way to acceleration

Progress gives way to acceleration

Sculpt of monument of the now

I sculpt a monument to the present


A servent to no wraith

I am not a servant to any ghostly entity

To no master

I am not subservient to any master

I will serve only my will

I will only serve my own will

At my table there's no place for your rituals of grace

No room at my table for rituals of grace

I will drink to myself for I know there's nothing else

I indulge in self-reflection, as there is nothing else


Words of faith reflect your fear

Expressions of faith reveal your fears

Thinly veiled but far to clear

Your beliefs are thinly veiled but clear

And if my truth shatters yours than be baptized in it's flame

If my truth challenges yours, embrace it or be purified by it

Sculpt of monument of the now

I sculpt a monument to the present

The random chance of consciousness

Consciousness is a result of random chance


A path forged in ten billion years

A path has been formed over ten billion years

Giving way to acceleration

Progress gives way to acceleration

And in turn breeds new creation

And, as a result, new creation emerges

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