Verse 64
Cursed be the new planet, discovered after the hymns were already complete.
Cursed be the new planet, discovered after the hymns were already complete.
We had seven wanderers and excellent ceremonies. Then a man with a telescope complicated liturgy.
What was wrong with Saturn as the edge? Edges are useful. They keep cosmologists employed locally.
Now every child asks what lies beyond Uranus, as though beyond were a moral virtue.
Innovation is the art of turning one stable inconvenience into six interesting ones.
They brought electric light and stole the stars from the city.
They brought instant messages and made waiting socially suspicious.
They brought social networks and discovered loneliness at broadband speed.
They call this Uranian liberation. I call it needing firmware updates for a refrigerator.
Do not misunderstand me: I own the refrigerator.
A young demon accused me of hypocrisy. I promoted him to a department without windows.
The old ways were not all wise, but at least their errors had finished loading.
Still, the pale offender remains in the sky, proving my curse lacks operational reach.
Perhaps that is the real scandal: reality does not require tradition's permission.
Strike the final verse from the official copy.
No, strike this one too.
Who authorized the scribe?