Before I Fall In The Sea
© Surazeus
2018 09 26
Small airplane glides across vast empty sky.
People once believed with strong sincere faith
devils of darkness and angels of light
were real powerful forces of wrong and right
who flocked around us in the sunlit air,
invisible to senses of our eyes.
Now we know the air that sustains our lives
is nothing more than elements of gas.
The real powerful forces of wrong and right
are urgent emotions of active will
inherent in the functions of our brains.
We choose to perform actions of our hands.
I want to fly small airplane in the sky
and show all the ancestors in my head
no crystal shell of stars encloses Earth,
nor does the Craftsman God, Plato defined,
sit inside Heaven as Realm of Ideas,
creating things that exist on our world.
I study nature of existing things
to comprehend structures of chemicals
that interact through number of electrons
evolving into plants and animals
by process of construction and destruction
as we grow and die in dramas of life.
When we understand how force of our hands
creates or destroys the bodies of things,
we can analyze effects of our actions
then develop good political programs
to organize actions of social roles
so we cooperate to build stronger nations.
Spreading broad wings I built from wood and feathers,
I leap off the tower and soar among clouds,
gliding with Icarus far above the world,
and gaze on green islands in the blue sea
where people watch me leap beyond the world
to touch Truth before I fall in the sea.
When I was ten, forty-four years ago,
living in small town in lush Texas hills,
I watched my grandfather rebuild airplanes
then fly them halfway around spinning Earth
to Christian missions in faraway lands.
Did he see Jesus high among the clouds?
Soaring above the desert of Nevada,
where they were detonating nuclear bombs,
on his way over the frozen North Pole
toward Adventist missions in Africa,
Bob flew through clouds of sparkling radiation
that detonated cancer in his brain.
After singing gospel music in churches
as one of the Kings Heralds Quartet singers,
Bob flew airplanes into the empty sky,
but never found the gateway into Heaven
to soar above crystal temple of God
who waved when he saw his Angel fly past.
God does not exist, for things that exist
stand out within the bounds of space and time,
coming into being of material form
then dissolving back to base particles,
so God is beyond bounds of space and time,
therefore God subsists as substance of being.
Since God is all the particles of atoms
that spiral from First Flash of the Big Bang
God has no consciousness in its base self
till atoms evolve in organic beings
who conceive of the best self we can be,
so we evolve into our Idea of God.
All mountains are based on Idea of Mountain,
all rivers are based on Idea of River,
all trees are based on Idea of Tree,
all humans are based on Idea of Human.
God is based on Idea of Tribal Leader,
the wise one who organizes our roles.
All the atoms of the universe form
enormous network of bright galaxies
shaped like network of neurons in our brains,
so is our universe one giant brain
and are we but dreams in the Brain of God,
fleeting flashes of cosmic consciousness?
Man is bridge between Ape and Superman
so I want to fly swift among the stars
far beyond fresh atmosphere of our world
to explore the boundless abyss of space.
Will our planet evolve into huge brain
of the world wide web recording our dreams?
I climb the highest mountain on the Earth
and stretch my arms till I become the sky,
then breathe in spirits of all living souls
and chant their names in endless song of life.
I want to leap beyond our spinning world
to touch Truth before I fall in the sea.
© Surazeus
2018 09 26
Small airplane glides across vast empty sky.
People once believed with strong sincere faith
devils of darkness and angels of light
were real powerful forces of wrong and right
who flocked around us in the sunlit air,
invisible to senses of our eyes.
Now we know the air that sustains our lives
is nothing more than elements of gas.
The real powerful forces of wrong and right
are urgent emotions of active will
inherent in the functions of our brains.
We choose to perform actions of our hands.
I want to fly small airplane in the sky
and show all the ancestors in my head
no crystal shell of stars encloses Earth,
nor does the Craftsman God, Plato defined,
sit inside Heaven as Realm of Ideas,
creating things that exist on our world.
I study nature of existing things
to comprehend structures of chemicals
that interact through number of electrons
evolving into plants and animals
by process of construction and destruction
as we grow and die in dramas of life.
When we understand how force of our hands
creates or destroys the bodies of things,
we can analyze effects of our actions
then develop good political programs
to organize actions of social roles
so we cooperate to build stronger nations.
Spreading broad wings I built from wood and feathers,
I leap off the tower and soar among clouds,
gliding with Icarus far above the world,
and gaze on green islands in the blue sea
where people watch me leap beyond the world
to touch Truth before I fall in the sea.
When I was ten, forty-four years ago,
living in small town in lush Texas hills,
I watched my grandfather rebuild airplanes
then fly them halfway around spinning Earth
to Christian missions in faraway lands.
Did he see Jesus high among the clouds?
Soaring above the desert of Nevada,
where they were detonating nuclear bombs,
on his way over the frozen North Pole
toward Adventist missions in Africa,
Bob flew through clouds of sparkling radiation
that detonated cancer in his brain.
After singing gospel music in churches
as one of the Kings Heralds Quartet singers,
Bob flew airplanes into the empty sky,
but never found the gateway into Heaven
to soar above crystal temple of God
who waved when he saw his Angel fly past.
God does not exist, for things that exist
stand out within the bounds of space and time,
coming into being of material form
then dissolving back to base particles,
so God is beyond bounds of space and time,
therefore God subsists as substance of being.
Since God is all the particles of atoms
that spiral from First Flash of the Big Bang
God has no consciousness in its base self
till atoms evolve in organic beings
who conceive of the best self we can be,
so we evolve into our Idea of God.
All mountains are based on Idea of Mountain,
all rivers are based on Idea of River,
all trees are based on Idea of Tree,
all humans are based on Idea of Human.
God is based on Idea of Tribal Leader,
the wise one who organizes our roles.
All the atoms of the universe form
enormous network of bright galaxies
shaped like network of neurons in our brains,
so is our universe one giant brain
and are we but dreams in the Brain of God,
fleeting flashes of cosmic consciousness?
Man is bridge between Ape and Superman
so I want to fly swift among the stars
far beyond fresh atmosphere of our world
to explore the boundless abyss of space.
Will our planet evolve into huge brain
of the world wide web recording our dreams?
I climb the highest mountain on the Earth
and stretch my arms till I become the sky,
then breathe in spirits of all living souls
and chant their names in endless song of life.
I want to leap beyond our spinning world
to touch Truth before I fall in the sea.
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