The machine cannot replicate truth

The machine cannot replicate truth,

The kind of truth birthed from the heart,

Where the ocean runs deep

And the essence is your soul,

Learning how to create again

Feeling is not a construct

It is the way higher dimensions communicate

To breathe in coherence with God

Art created from the machine

Is a piece of the whole

But it's not directly in tune

With the Creator

And our multidimensional souls

Can feel when art carries a void,

A lifeless pit

And when art flows with heart energy

Where your soul won't allow you

To ignore it

Because within every sovereign creation

Is a soul who has unlocked

The wonder and the heart

A union that is needed

To heal what others cannot name