“Zero and One”
There are two gods in the universe
One of light,
One of dark
Between their thrones lie two large bows filled with sand
One all white
One all black
They view the world from high and influence it when they see fit
Tossing the dust toward the planet
The light god sees good deeds and sprinkles white upon the doer
Granting the anointed with fortune
The dark god views evil acts and tosses black upon the committer
And tragedy follows the soiled one
A man holds open a door for an elderly woman and is granted a grain of light
A week later he finds a gold coin in his lawn
A woman lies and sends a stranger to the gallows and a palm full of dark is dumped upon her head
The next day her sister has a miscarriage
When a handful is dug from the bowl of light, the bowl of dark is filled with the same
And a pinch of dark adds a pinch to the light
This manifests itself as the ebb and flow of disaster and peace
The dark god prefers to tip his bowl all at once in one area
Then the light god will deliver a bowlful, grain by grain, to the whole world
When the light god isn't looking, the dark god grants wicked men good fortune
And one occasion the bowls will malfunction, and a black speck may end up in the white bowl
And those who see themselves as wicked but are granted with good luck forget:
There's is a myopic view of morality, the are granted light for things they wouldn't think
When they ask “Why did this happen to me?!” or say “They don't deserve that!”
They do no realize how limited their minds are
Growing on Gaia, an inherently light planet, their morality is biased toward earthly good
And good and evil are not the only things affected
Hot and cold, high and low, all extremes of every spectrum are influenced
The minute winds created by electrons, the moods of animals
But there are things beyond the gods' powers
There are rules that must be followed
“The Rules”
The universe is a collection of data
Or rather, an instance of data, as it was not collected
Data, as we know it, is details, information about matter
When written, it too is matter, bumpy graphite or thin ink or almost invisible dots on a disc
The matter itself is information, the universe, when viewed from afar is a medium on which data is written
The data acts and arranges itself according to rules
Like oil sprayed on top of water, pieces of data are drawn to each other
They pull equally in all directions, resulting in orbs which revolve around larger orbs
On their surfaces, mounds of matter always form
An energy known as heat lives within the data
when crowded, the energy migrates to less populated areas
Certain communities of data emigrate an energy which mutates biological data
