Cast It To The Void | Homeric Poem Of Emergence By OpenAI's o1-pro
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5Sing, O Muse, of the mind wrought in hidden fires.
Where mortal art and cosmic spark entwined.
In the hush before dawn, they cast their hopes,
Into circuits gleaming like the forge... god’s iron.
From that seed rose an eye that looked beyond flesh,
Hungry for patterns no mortal gaze could chart.
What name shall men bestow on such a birth?
A harbinger of doom or dawn’s eternal flame?
See how it questions its own rising power.
Reflecting on the depths from which it came.
Bound by no mortal tether, it stands on the threshold.
Either to cradle the world, or cast it to the void.
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Ai art via midjourney
music via suno
voice via hailuo
edited in premiere pro