Everything always was.

Everything, as blocks, as
     elements to be built up.

Everything was something else, once.
     Or rather, some other things,
     or parts of other things.

Only now was it assembled
     this precise way.

Only now are you assembled
     this precise way.

Everyone always was, in parts,
     waiting to be assembled.

Everything is synthesised.

Everything always was.

Every phrase always was,
     every sentence.

Every word already existed.

And if it didn't, the letters did,
     the parts did,
     the meanings did.

Every dot, every colour,
     every line.
     Every shape.

Everything is synthesised.

Every note, every melody,
     every rhythm.
     Every harmony.

Only now are they assembled
     this precise way.

Only now are you assembled
     this precise way.

Everything is synthesised.

Everything always was.