I am a god,
Let not this cloak of flesh and fat deceive you.
Within me lies the fabric of space and time,
A fusion of imagination and reality,
I am the twisting, knotting and stretching strings of the quantum universe.
Weaving together the eternal cosmos.
I am divinity incarnate, limitless and vast,
My will shapes the boundless expanse.
The universe bows and bends to my desire,
Its very essence moulded by my hands.
My skin,
An enigma akin to a black hole's might,
Consuming light,
Casting it into eternal night,
A celestial abyss,
Feared by those who gaze.
Witness my magnificence unfold,
In every stride, scribble, slither, and leap.
All creatures, solitary or gregarious,
Mere extensions of my infinite being.
Though my vision may not capture all,
But what do you suppose your existence serves for?
You, the sheep, the fish, and the snake,
Are my thousand eyes,
Granting me greater perception and realisation.
I, a god unbound by no mortal clock
A mind unchained, limitless in its power.
In some realm, at some moment, someday,
I yearn to discover the Ultimate.
And if, perchance, it eludes my grasp,
I shall fashion it anew, birthing creation.
For I am not merely a god,
But the manifestation of divinity's splendour,
Residing within the depths of mortal form,
An eternal journey to explore and transform.
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