What’s the difference between synonyms, Clippy & Microsoft Word and asking ChatGPT to remix your blurb? (nerdy absurd?) Take that example back to calculators or a dictionary, we always use tools to feed the creative-fiction fairy. Tools make humans strong - Neanderthal takeover, numbers & mechanism usurped neuronal crossover. So every click-track keystroke echoes flint on bone, history coded in quartz and silicon tone. [Verse 2 – Hominids & Hairless Monkeys] Imagine the peaceful hominids, consuming mushrooms, chilling in a cave nebula spirals on the wall, pre-alphabet metaphysical rave. Then angry hairless monkeys bust out the Sahara’s cage, flint for fists, lit with myths, chain broken rage. “The worst were forced to leave,” theory scribbled in the ash: Exile migration, outcast, out-lashed. Filled with rage, did pariahs destroy Atlantis? Outdone, consumed consummates, preying mantis [pre-chorus] Who be a luddite when time turns ticking Synchronise with the zeitgeist, but guide it through intuition [Chorus] Are we wrong to deny advancement when destiny’s spiral decree? The circle cycle cyclical: humanity’s tree, curled complete. Ritual turns to renewal: stone to server in the blink of a rune, progress is a serpent ouroboros-crooned beneath a double-helix moon. [Verse 3 – Constraint & Renewal] From abacus prayer-beads to blockchain psalms, we bind our chaos in rhythmic palms. Constraint is the melody. ritual the drum, advancement the feedback loop that makes the circuit hum. I chisel doubts in byte-sized runes, hack futures from the past; each upgrade resurrects a ghost, nothing built to last. So light the sage and boot the kernel, whisper code like smoke, alchemy of bone and bronze in every lyric we invoke. [Final Hook / Mantra] Click / clack: stone and server share a single sacred tone; renaissance is tomorrow chiselled from yesterday’s bone. Spin that circle, weave that tree, keep the DNA in play ritual reborn in circuitry, resetting dawn each day.
