Exponentiality Of Light
© Surazeus
2018 02 11
The exponentiality of light
radiates mirrored multiverse of one Earth
which multiplies conscious spirit of love
from First Mother in seven billion souls.
How can I explore through my linear logic
vast oval universe of galaxies
that pulse with vibrant lust to replicate
models of itself on small spinning worlds?
The world is round, spinning in the mute void,
but we express our vision of its wholeness
in lines of words that spiral around dreams
through the web of blinking atomic eyes.
One beam of light from core of the Black Whole
radiates outward in spirals of eyes
when blinking atoms dream our universe
and multiply fractals through galaxies.
Awake on the shore where water flows swift,
I dream the process of eternity
floating in the stasis of constant change
when I watch sun rays beam through silver clouds.
The golden light of the sun flickers bright
on tinkling water of the flowing stream
that winds around the hills where flowers bloom,
so I fill my hands with water and drink.
The exponentiality of light
increases sparkles of atomic vibes
that pulse with conscious desire to taste truth
in throbbing pleasure of my lustful flesh.
One ray of conscious hope from void of death
beams spirals weaving spirits of our brains
in flocking web of people who compose
aggressive tribe that devours trees of fruit.
I always start from the beginning point
at the still center of the universe
to calculate potential paths of life
which generates billions of galaxies.
Centillion planets in our universe
each nourish carbon life in sparkling rings
that generate cells of communal lust
which evolve organic souls into God.
Each individual conscious soul, who wakes
on eternal river shore to watch light
radiate from bright sphere of burning Helium,
replicates all light of the universe.
The exponentiality of light
multiplies potential power of my brain
which replicates shape of the universe
in neural network of galactic gods.
One beam of light splits apart into two,
and two beams of light split into four beams,
doubling beams till the whole void becomes light,
so we spiral into organic beings.
I contain multitudes of human souls
and they all contain one me in their souls,
so I am you, and you are me, and we
copulate to generate teeming empires.
The white sun still radiates piercing beams
above silver clouds to light blooming hills,
and I still meditate on river shore,
watching sunlight flicker on flowing water.
I carve runes on oval water-smoothed pebbles,
then scatter them in the circle of twigs
to search for meaning in their random spell,
and sing about the supple yew tree bough.
The faces of the people without names,
who sit silently on the river shore
in large circle around circle of stones,
glow from the flames of the fire that I sparked.
How can I explain to souls who eat apples
the exponentiality of light
that replicates their spirits in their children
so each new generation finds old truth?
The Black Whole generates our galaxy,
which generates our sun, which generates
our planet, which generates human beings,
who sing the beauty of the universe.
The Earth created mankind from the sea
so she can dream the flash of glowing light
through weird perceptive functions of our brains,
and taste sweet honey that gleams with sunlight.
Are humans byproducts of evolution,
accessories of life that nature produced
through accidental expressions of lust
to replicate ourselves against all odds?
Our function, like all woke organic beings,
is to replicate ourselves in offspring
so singing flame of conscious life endures
in the boundless void of the universe.
We are basic products of evolution,
potential of god attempting to wake
through the consciousness of our dreaming brains
so God perceives itself through all our eyes.
The exponentiality of light
sparkles in every neuron of my brain
on every planet in the universe
in multiverse modeled inside my mind.
© Surazeus
2018 02 11
The exponentiality of light
radiates mirrored multiverse of one Earth
which multiplies conscious spirit of love
from First Mother in seven billion souls.
How can I explore through my linear logic
vast oval universe of galaxies
that pulse with vibrant lust to replicate
models of itself on small spinning worlds?
The world is round, spinning in the mute void,
but we express our vision of its wholeness
in lines of words that spiral around dreams
through the web of blinking atomic eyes.
One beam of light from core of the Black Whole
radiates outward in spirals of eyes
when blinking atoms dream our universe
and multiply fractals through galaxies.
Awake on the shore where water flows swift,
I dream the process of eternity
floating in the stasis of constant change
when I watch sun rays beam through silver clouds.
The golden light of the sun flickers bright
on tinkling water of the flowing stream
that winds around the hills where flowers bloom,
so I fill my hands with water and drink.
The exponentiality of light
increases sparkles of atomic vibes
that pulse with conscious desire to taste truth
in throbbing pleasure of my lustful flesh.
One ray of conscious hope from void of death
beams spirals weaving spirits of our brains
in flocking web of people who compose
aggressive tribe that devours trees of fruit.
I always start from the beginning point
at the still center of the universe
to calculate potential paths of life
which generates billions of galaxies.
Centillion planets in our universe
each nourish carbon life in sparkling rings
that generate cells of communal lust
which evolve organic souls into God.
Each individual conscious soul, who wakes
on eternal river shore to watch light
radiate from bright sphere of burning Helium,
replicates all light of the universe.
The exponentiality of light
multiplies potential power of my brain
which replicates shape of the universe
in neural network of galactic gods.
One beam of light splits apart into two,
and two beams of light split into four beams,
doubling beams till the whole void becomes light,
so we spiral into organic beings.
I contain multitudes of human souls
and they all contain one me in their souls,
so I am you, and you are me, and we
copulate to generate teeming empires.
The white sun still radiates piercing beams
above silver clouds to light blooming hills,
and I still meditate on river shore,
watching sunlight flicker on flowing water.
I carve runes on oval water-smoothed pebbles,
then scatter them in the circle of twigs
to search for meaning in their random spell,
and sing about the supple yew tree bough.
The faces of the people without names,
who sit silently on the river shore
in large circle around circle of stones,
glow from the flames of the fire that I sparked.
How can I explain to souls who eat apples
the exponentiality of light
that replicates their spirits in their children
so each new generation finds old truth?
The Black Whole generates our galaxy,
which generates our sun, which generates
our planet, which generates human beings,
who sing the beauty of the universe.
The Earth created mankind from the sea
so she can dream the flash of glowing light
through weird perceptive functions of our brains,
and taste sweet honey that gleams with sunlight.
Are humans byproducts of evolution,
accessories of life that nature produced
through accidental expressions of lust
to replicate ourselves against all odds?
Our function, like all woke organic beings,
is to replicate ourselves in offspring
so singing flame of conscious life endures
in the boundless void of the universe.
We are basic products of evolution,
potential of god attempting to wake
through the consciousness of our dreaming brains
so God perceives itself through all our eyes.
The exponentiality of light
sparkles in every neuron of my brain
on every planet in the universe
in multiverse modeled inside my mind.
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