Enthusiasm Of Pure Love © Surazeus 2023 04 11 Enthusiasm of prophetic vision fills me with insight into human nature, so I stand on my front lawn in green rain and talk with ravens about loyal love who give me mushrooms from tombs of dead gods which beam first flash of time in my sponge brain. Entranced on seat in cavern of illusions, I dream evolution of everything that flares forth from first flash of the big bang to spiral into galaxies of worlds where atoms blossom into coils of genes that glow with divine consciousness of being. How strange to feel myself dreaming alive while I gaze deep in Mirror Eye of God to see my temporary spirit face bloom through each person in my body tree as I evolve from fish to wingless angel over four hundred million years of lust. God is Ideal Human I strive to be as I transform through bodies of flesh, refining structure of my soul persona, fish to lizard to mouse to cat to chimp to wingless angel who constructs machines by which I leap the multiverse of hope. Awake before sublime face of the Sphinx, floating in timeless meditative trance, I gaze through infinite void of her eyes to watch epic tale of human life flow as we crawl from mute sea up river streams to stand on mountain peak of ecstasy. Body buzzing with vibrant ache of joy, I breathe ethereal spirit of the sky to sing rhapsodic hymn of agony expressing delirious passion of love with jubilation of exultant faith that I am me now here on spinning Earth. Amazed at beauty of this universe, celestial atoms pulsing through my mind, I feel bright temporary flare of life gleam fulgent with fragile intensity for my brief hour through all eternity till I vanish in lambent nothingness. As spiritual atheist in this cluttered world of complex structures woven from taut atoms, I surf undulant waves of molecules through radiant matrix of our spinning Earth to sing alert with Apollonian glee, filled with enthusiasm of pure love.
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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