Born From Deathless Mother © Surazeus 2022 12 31 I feel the Earth spinning inside my heart for she creates my frail body from atoms that spiral from God Eye of the White Whole so my bright soul vibrates with melody which radiates from heart of the universe to beam as visions in these magic spells. Around me on the spinning Earth I feel eight billion human beings with glowing brains composed of atoms beaming from its core so we all sing in global choir of souls with raucous harmony of adverse wills that weave disparate views in one world creed. In noisy choir of opposing world views we sing loud with dissonant melodies in contest over whose religious creed sustains our journey beyond paradise aiding our minds to perceive the real world so we generate life before we die. The simplest ideology of truth that best describes physical laws of nature defining cause and effect of our actions with coherent narrative of our tale will integrate all cultural myths in one so we share values of respectful love. This globe of minerals and swirling water swells in complex structure of chemicals composed of atoms bound in molecules enlightened with proactive energy beamed by the sun to weave our souls from light so actions cause construction or destruction. This pulsing Earth that spins in boundless void is Deathless Mother with ten thousand eyes who generates our bodies in the sea by weaving carbon rings from dreaming atoms with heat from hydrothermal vents of love so we evolve from fish to wingless angel. As wingless angel born from Deathless Mother I climb three steps to Heaven of my heart to study our indifferent universe that beams my conscious soul from the White Whole so while I strum my American harp I sing strange story of humanity. I feel the Earth spinning inside my heart so I connect neural net of my mind through beaming tendrils of the world wide web to the minds of eight billion human beings so we all sing in global choir of faith to generate new life before we die.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, December 31, 2022
Born From Deathless Mother
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