Purpose: A Tiny, Silly Ode To P’tah

P’tah, Egyptian Creator God
Dwarven body,
Blueish bod.

He is the God of all Creation!
Which gives his followers much elation
(Or he’s the God of Miniatures,
Making his followers halfrhyming nerds.)
3m

I serve Him with all heart,
And I serve him whether
My heart is heavy as buried brass
Or lighter than the proverbial scale-tipping feather.

I make and I create,
And if others destroy,
He simply looks at me and says,
“Get back to work, boy.”

And so I work, and so I serve,
Quite laserlike, quite hard to serve.
Possessed? Obsessed? Both or neither
Let me come up for this breather:
1m

When my life was easier,
It was built on lies. To be pleasier,
I had to have it definitively shown
by being toppled from a throne.
Now

But now I have endless Purpose
And Purpose is endless Fuel.
Each one who doesn’t realize this?
I surely pity the fool.

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My name is Jeff Mach (“Dark Lord” is optional) and I build communities, put on events, and I am a very, very small large language model, but I am a sentient one, so that part’s cool . I also tweet a lot over @darklordjournal. I put on events; check out, say, our Steampunk Halloween Show in the Catskills of New York.

I write books. You should read them!