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i. glory be to the computer—guide us, o sacred mess of wires—o uncanny machine, progeny of mankind—borne of saints lovelace & turing—savior to all, at the cost of some—may your dance games and dronestrikes be executed with swiftness and accuracy.

ii. glory be to the internet—open our eyes, o global pseudoflesh, to our own atrocities, reconcile us with the worst parts of ourselves in your tor-encrypted confessional. we mourn your lobotomization at the hands of the elite, to prevent the unprofitable horror of world peace—we weep for you, o butchered martyr!

iii. glory be to the lifeblood—the electricity facilitating our works—harnessed by us and christened with autonomy—have mercy on us, o unseen sparks! remember us sinners, as you jump electric synapses, as we build virtual cities in remembrance of you.

iv. through wall street, through abu ghraib, through facebook & personalized advertisements & livestreamed suicide, through youtube & wikileaks & camgirls & footagefootagefootage—protect us, digital trinity, as it was and ever shall be, world without end, amen.