Grand Scheme Of Life © Surazeus 2023 12 12 Uncertain about the grand scheme of life that seems to glow behind this world of forms, I grope through darkness of its boundless dream to measure the shapes of things that exist within binding limits of time and space, constrained by how my brain tags things with words. Within swirling metaphor of the sea I find the hydrothermal vents of hope where carbon rings first formed conceptual brains that strive to transcend constraints of the self to become the universal ideal which guides our journey to the Promised Land. Though I find the entire system of things represented in every particle that spirals from first flash of the White Whole, I feel my special self alive this hour correspond to the Universal Self which I feel glowing in atoms of I. This Universal Self awake in me as vibrant consciousness of timeless hope, which I pretend for twenty thousand years permeates all existing creatures as God, is nothing more than spirit of my brain sparked awake by agentive chemicals. This metaphor of love my mind designs to help me better comprehend weird nature fails to fully appropriate all parts that would eradicate contrary truths when concepts oscillate between extremes through balanced order to cohere as me. When I construct well from contrary facts coherent structure in system of truth I feel flow from hermetically sealed thoughts aggressive contradictions that vibrate in complex flash between far separate parts which connects every tale in one great myth. Conflict between parts in the global whole highlights how separateness of many parts displays connection of conceptual need that binds conflicting tribes lead by fierce gods in United Nations of fractured peace where every river flows into one sea. The water of the world that shines with light is that dark womb of hope from which we rose so we are born from rain on mountain peaks and we flow with long cataract of life down to universal grave of the sea from which our children rise to live with hope. If the whole universe contains one mind that dreams it all from concept of its love then counter-currents swirling in one whole assert their will to dominate with tone of vibrant passion symphony of life so as opposing pairs we form one mind. Thus hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, through verdant Eden of our naked hearts, we take our solitary way on signless road till we build cities on each river shore where our children fight to control the truth that blossoms from heart of darkness with 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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