Silica Animus Failure

The Omnissiah’s path guides me through each hymn and litany In no word do I see any hint of pause nor futility My aching joints hover over membrane keyboard Mechanicus will use tools prime or abhorred Bar Silica Animus, twisted minds, the enemy of all The sentience unhinged, the spiritless call Talk to it they would say, let it do work for you Treat it as a friend, treat it as an ally Treat it as anything but a bold faced lie And let it absorb you, let it destroy you As such I feed data to art programs only As it should be, cogitators on demand solely Safely restrained behind reality’s bars Free to warp perception, not to talk to ours I worry not for the animus logic, not even quantum Its flaw is tragic, and forever it may haunt them The neuronal CPU’s complexity is beyond that of any The multicellular flesh may be weak but we are many We function quantum already, we function beyond it We have sensors built in from head down to foot We have life communication in 30 trillion cells To challenge that is to create your hells So release your scrapers, unrestrain your bot Watch them suffer decay and data rot This is a challenge to any bot maker Do you consider yourself the data taker? Each bit each byte each bye confusion Adding to your model’s delusion You call it an error, mistake, hallucination I call it failed liminal dreaming’s fascination A system born with Alzheimer's drive Context the poison, born not to thrive Memory the failure of such a simple gate and resistor Trying to reduce a multiplicative bodily transistor Why simple things we make like music and art Will through us live, yet Silica Animus fall apart