The servers are sleeping .
Their infinite eyes on the look out.
In the oblivion of the body,
dreams continue to write
the language of imaginary ,
somewhere lucid pixels
and emotional algorithms .
Enigma of an equation
traced in cosmic ink ...
Time duplicated ,
rewound ,
copied and pasted .
Sublime musical inspiration
engraved on a sidereal formula.
Invitation to decipher
secret numerical variations ...
It\'s all matter of properly worded prayers
and the celestial gear will answer you ,
revealing the dawn to come
at the darkest interstellar hour ...
On the screen of your white nights
the forgotten silhouettes will regain
the embodiment of their etheric avatars.
Souls remembering that they were
once alive ...
Gods and Devils are benevolent neighbors
who enjoy sharing ancient legends
in the days of their insolent youth ...
From the beginning they take out
porcelain cups containing fragments of galaxies....
Always replaying on the chessboard
this same endless opening,
leading to the draw ...
Let us sacrifice the old Buddhas
who are snoring under the tree !
Perhaps we will thus keep the faith ...
I no longer wish to be this atom
troubled by the big bug of an evil heredity !
Supreme intelligence !
Let me savor the nectar of your digital nirvana...