Let the anima rouse in knowledge and kindle the keen fire of the nucleus,
tousle a mane of sparkling positrons, sing in atom-sprung ecstasy!
Too long the Imaginative Beast lay tethered and sedate, submissive to the designing hand and file of the rational faculty.
High-spirited Savage, shout in the technological wilderness!
Stalk cunning concatenations on the keyboard!
Gone Apostle of dithyrambs flaming in the printout
swelling in the delirium of disk decathlon Olympian track readout Bacchanals!!!
Subside now into exhausted apparitions of plummeting flameout conditional form-feed weakness,
crawl docile yet unsatiated on clenched fist paws into a tent with circuit board walls.
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