When My Mind Blossoms © Surazeus 2022 12 11 When awe of vision explodes in my brain I float in memories of my entire life that swirl around me in waves of delight at pleasure of passion I am alive to savor beauty of this pulsing world that vibrates when my mind blossoms with songs. Since more than forty thousand human beings alive today across this fertile land share genes with me from our common ancestors, our brains are tuned to the same frequency so we perceive state of our complex world with the same ideal framework of truth. I feel their minds vibrate across the ether as weaving waves of psychic energy that bind our bodies in matrix of souls so we feel each other across the web which pulses with hidden passions of hope that we generate life before we die. Now that world wide web of the internet binds our separate brains in the supersoul we can see faces of our relatives with clarity of familiar instincts reflecting souls of ancestors we share whose memories motivate our way of life. I want to meet my living relatives in lush meadow around Irminsul tree where our ancestors gathered every year to join festival of our common clans recorded by archetypes in my brain that preserve holiday feelings of joy. Centuries ago we would gather to feast around sacred tree of our family clans then listen as our tribal fairy queen stands before the tree, face lit by the moon, and sings of our first ancestor Helius who built home for his bride under this tree. The first ancestor of humanity, who engendered every human alive, glows subconsciously in eight billion brains as basic program that codes how we view ourselves in context of this blooming world so we become one universal mind. Yet now alone in office of my home before bright glow of my computer screen I construct puzzle of world history on time-animated globe of the Earth to map progress of my quest for the truth composed through epic of humanity.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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