High Degree Of Perplexity © Surazeus 2023 01 18 The faceless people walking on the Earth talk to the shining cloud above their head for guidance as they navigate the maze of doors that hide pure treasures of the soul which nurtures motive to regenerate life through high degree of perplexity. The wingless angel standing on the cloud plays loud electric harp of lightning strikes that power huge machines of spinning gears which operate factories of blind machines in tune with heartbeat of the sad robot born through high degree of perplexity. The eyeless princess on high pyramid peers through enormous diamond eye of truth to watch events of human history performed on flashing television screens by actors wearing masks of long-dead gods dreamed through high degree of perplexity. The crownless king who drives to work each dawn types profit numbers in spreadsheet of sales to analyze investment of desire based on daily purchase habits of ghosts who haunt their homes in maze of city streets mapped through high degree of perplexity. The mindless god-soul of the universe spins galaxies of planets in the void to brew hot stew of bubbling chemicals so we evolve from slime to talking gods who fight in gangs to control fertile land plowed through high degree of perplexity. The doorless temple on the rocky hill still shelters refugees from civil wars who sing sad hopeful hymns to empty skies for savior of the world to come back down from heavenly realm of ideal forms drawn through high degree of perplexity. The handless craftsman in Realm of Ideas designs how atoms in molecule chains construct material forms from standard memes so our immortal souls of genes create new bodies for the children of our brains spawned through high degree of complexity. The timeless process generating life continues conjuring bodies from our thoughts so we consume each other to maintain strange ideologies that conscious brains design from random facts our eyes perceive built through high degree of complexity.
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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