Bend and Break

The ultra violet, they told me it was the highest colour in the spectrum...
I proved them wrong.
I have crafted a machine that could see beyond that and it found something far greater.
I have discovered the first 'Great Ray' that brought life into this earth.
A light that travelled from beyond the stars.
It changed something in my soul, for I could see its power.
Only the Gods could send such light, the light that powers creation, and only the Gods have the right to use it.
I have spent 15 years crafting my machines. They are flawless, they are brilliant in what they could do. Soon, I shall put them to work.
My machines patiently waited for their master to call them, to hail them, so they could show their potential.
Their lives where not bound to the Light, and thus they were free from breaking the cosmic laws.

They are free, while I am not.

They called me mad. "Only the Gods can create. We can only bend and we can break."
I would prove them wrong again.
Life learned to reproduce, for life bows before time.
It proves that the light is flawed, imperfect, inaccurate.
I taught my machines to bend. I have taught them to break the light.
And the light shall become like my machines, simple and with a single purpose.
The light that is omnipresent, eternal, life-giving. I shall bend it to my will, and break the cosmic laws.

The tables will be turned, first, the light will bow for men and with it, time will as well.
They want to stop me, I can feel it. They fear me and my potential.
Mad? Were the Gods mad for creating the Light? Were the Gods mad for unleashing something so powerful, yet so flawed.

No, I am not mad. The sun and the heavens, who have viewed my operations, can bear witness of my truth.
The Light will be coming soon, my machines will be ready. My creation will be ready.
This storm will be magnificent! The moment that all the electrical secrets of the heavens shall reveal themselves to me.
The storm will feed my machines. My machines will sing as they bring light to my creation.
My Light will bestow animation into lifeless matter.

Soon I will see what it feels like to be a God.
I wonder what the Gods yelled when they first made life.
Men will try to stop me, for they won’t see my potential.
They will call me a mad man, but just like them, I can only bend and break.

It is beginning, the storm is here, my machines are singing.
I have cheated the Gods, I have cheated Life, I have cheated Death.
It is only now that I realize what made me different from the others.
And when they come and stare at my achievements, I shall tell them, in full honesty, how I did that what no one else could.

I will tell them; "I am a mad man, free from my sins."