Friday, February 8, 2019

Weird Sound Of One Hand Clapping

Weird Sound Of One Hand Clapping
© Surazeus
2019 02 08

Weird sound of one hand clapping cracks my mind
of crystal glass to fracture eye of light
who dreams vast universe of tangled atoms
which spiral laughing on galactic wheel
of changing time beyond my ruined walls
of paradise where fruit trees sprout from hearts
of dead souls rotting in moist soil of love
though everybody knows my secret name.

Weird sound of one hand clapping multiplies
excessive particles through gamesmanship
when rabid armies of religious warriors
compete for who will wear the crown of gems
till time grinds all our bodies down to dust
and wind of laughter wipes the names of kings
off black monolith of eternity
as we repeat lessons of history.

Weird sound of one hand clapping flashes bright
atomic bomb of bold aggressive faith
that Jesus will return on clouds of wrath
in spinning starship of twelve blinking gems
to reconstruct waste land of industry
restoring Garden of Eden where skulls
of prophets lined on museum shelves sing
the latest pop songs on our radios.

Weird sound of one hand clapping beams my heart
across vast universe of spinning stars
that spiral outward from intense White Whole
where giant brain of God dreams everything
to hologram our planet from desire
who wakes from hot atomic dream of hope
and tastes sweet sparkle of ambrosia love
that drips from apples on the Tree of Truth.

Weird sound of one hand clapping calculates
recurrent progress of our social state
when hunters become herders on the ranch
and gatherers become farmers in the fields
and tribal gangsters build enormous empires
who elevate their founder into God
till All-Father recedes into Glow Cloud
who watches you to make sure you obey.

Weird sound of one hand clapping allocates
conceptual angels of our spinning globe
to incarnate each hungry human being
who walks alone vast plain of gusting wind
to find the tree of fruit on river shore
where fragile body of the dreaming mind
consumes electric energy of light
then continues on to explore the world.

Weird sound of one hand clapping regulates
excessive beat of every conscious mind
when lost soul shivers in dark cave of shadows
to dream creation of our universe
and then returns from underworld of death
to bring bright diamond of the singing sun
which beams clear vision in our surprised minds
how we are clusters formed from pulsing atoms.

Weird sound of one hand clapping molds my mind
from tangled web of neurons flashing stars
so I am the whole universe of light
awakened from strange dream of swirling waves
to become aware of itself alive
when we make love on river shore of time
and generate new bodies of our children
who dance with us, eating apples in rain.

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