Primal Particles Of God Mind © Surazeus 2024 04 12 We are primal particles of soul light, seeking to understand time-flow of why that weaves our brains from dreams of galaxies while gazing at clouds and longing for flight to bear attentive consciousness of I around mirror eye of star-flashing keys. Born from primal particles of raindrops, we struggle through bodies of hungry flesh to transform from fish in womb of the sea through mice to humble farmers tending crops in network topology of mind mesh centered around garden of the fruit tree. Formed by primal particles of star souls, that spiral from first flash of the big bang, we stroll together in the shady grove to discuss duties of our marriage roles in cave of illusions from which we sprang to manage process of romantic love. Beamed with primal particles of thought words that conjure virtual world from social myth, we copy ancient scriptures in new books with hymns translated from chorus of birds sung by angels beneath glass monolith where our Fairy Queen manages priest-cooks. We are primal particles of God Mind who dreams themself alive inside our brains as incarnation of ancestral genes in one soul forged from all their souls combined so we wake as gods on spiritual planes, transcending form of chemical machines. Wrought by primal particles of fay rings that coil our genes as information code, we build horse-drawn wagons with fortune wheels to search mountain valleys for water springs guarded by temple of the signless road where we seek what the oracle reveals. Shaped from primal particles of dream code that program how our brains perceive the world, we hide in clever riddles astral truth that helps our minds expand prophetic mode at second coming of the cosmic herald who ushers new age of messiah sleuth. Joined through primal particles of love spells that we recite at ritual of rebirth, we tell each other our survival tales at ominous ring of our wedding bells so we become whole consciousness of Earth Death weighs with holy laws on judgment scales.
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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