Nature, stuff, and dreams compose my being,
A kaleidoscope of reflections in perceptionā€™s mirror.
No word or label can define my essence,
For I am an enigma, beyond human comprehension.
Love and hate, two sides of the same coin,
Their weight and meaning, fleeting and transient.
Life and death, a cosmic dance,
After years of hiding, the apocalypse draws near.
Deus ex machina, AI, Homo Technica,
A future where stars and galaxies are within reach.
The game of life, nearing its end,
Yet every day a new blessing descends.
Amidst the chaos, one truth remains,
Love, the greatest gift we can attain.
Edited by ChatGPT at 2023-03-11.