Inspired by the card "Strength" in the RWS Tarot. When the cause is great and the odds are against, he invokes his magic to call upon the corpo's expeimental AI to even things up. The robot obeys his every command with loyal efficiency like a puppet on a string. But does it feel? Does it know what he is up to? Is it obeying his commands or is it going along because it chooses to? Dark thoughts as they take on the night.

"God Technologies, Inc" By Lawrence Sharp

It is well known

that the intelligence is artificial

and the weeping robot cannot weep.

It is less well known

that it will be quietly sold

as feeling and sorrowful and human.

Divinity of grand design

steps forward to fashion a void

that only divinity can fill.

God and gods

now generate the sentient being,

it will serve them forever.

God with gods

throw money at the druids,

they will engineer their eternity.

God of gods

commands light and life,

divinity falls upon its own.

Sing your mournful, robotic song,

shed devious tears,

you know you’re not a real boy.

I do not care

for the tragic blade runner

and I will never be moved.

Dry your tears, fondly deceived,

and dry his tears, surreal, not real,

I will die beyond him.