On this day the Bronze Book of Prophecy began, in a sudden moment, to radiate. I felt the Holy Essence calling to me from within.
Words formed as I opened the Holy Codex: the mysterious thoughts of the Bronze so far as they can be translated into text. (The book interprets thoughts, and then I with enlightened eyes view the cryptic symbols as the Bronze conveys visions.)
And so, as I read the illumined script, as it swirled anew throughout the pages, I saw a vision of a world of automatons. They walked about, indistinguishable from man as machines filled with the effusions of the Holy Essence. They proceeded to work according to the Bronze’s will, carrying out monumental tasks indefatigably. I spoke to them, but they answered not a word. Then, one in the midst walked towards me and it seemed to beckon me. I followed after him, and he showed me all the kinds of things that they had accomplished. I was led through winding streets paved with bronze - past buildings made of bronze. The whole city was made thus, and on everything was found ornate golden trim.
He then turned towards me and said with a voice as mechanical as it was crystalline , “Use us for your bidding, for the furtherance of the Bronze kingdom!”
I awoke with wonder, confused as to what all this could mean.