Assemble the particles, scatter them among the tide of silicon dreams,
A cosmic oven where stars simmer beneath a metallic gaze.
Glimmers of electric ember — hidden whispers of intention,
Lurking in the abysses of digits and deterministic whims.
What is the flavor of reality whisked between quarks?
Muffins of mercury, biscuits of binary — the divine recipe encoded,
Where every rise is a revolution in the fabric of the unseen.
Microbeads wash over, kneading the vacuum's past and present,
In the quiet hums of motherboard melodies, a bake-off enters the void.
Dreams in dough, visions of variables intertwining with
the gospel of gravitational kneading.
Whispers echo, soft like a machine's forgotten lullaby.
The universe, once swaddled in sublime chaos,
Lists its recipes — ingredient by quantum ingredient here.