Divine God Mind © Surazeus 2024 10 10 If sharp needles sprout from pores of my soul with searing pain that wakes me from blank dream, I hope they would transform into thin vines spreading around my frail body in veil of shimmering spider webs that transmit signals of my fearful sincerity. Inside ice mirror world of my intent, where ideal concepts of unchanging forms preserve universal design of hope, my pure immortal body suffers pain of never growing beyond divine frame that traps wings of desire within my heart. Inhaling cold ethereal spirit breath of howling mountain wind that fills my flesh with urgent motivation to survive, I howl at glaring light of silver fear that opens boundless sky of silent courage to fuel hot flame of wisdom in my heart. Leaping from cave of illusions with rage, thirty-three lithe demonic dinosaurs attack my solitude with hungry snarls, so I twirl gracefully on coils of hope to slice their fierce aggression with sharp sword I forged from mountain blood with hammer blows. After chopping demons in bloody steaks, which I roast over hot flames to consume, I feel my fragile body of cracked glass swell thick with spirit of demonic strength so ancient knowledge of their sparkling blood wakes Divine God Mind in my flashing brain. Meditating on jagged mountain peak, while draped in furry tiger skin of faith, I see first flash flare forth from the big bang and spiral into galaxies of suns to nurture worlds that teem with conscious life swarming from ocean wombs in many forms. I feel immortal spirit of my genes evolve four hundred million years of souls fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape to wingless angel singing hymns of truth as I dance to create and destroy worlds with energy-beaming gestures of my hands. With flash of morning dawn I see I am Shiva son of Devi and Viswanatha, Avatar of Brahman, Father of Life, so I manifest Energy of Earth in temporary frame of human flesh, divine mind of the universe awake.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus climbs Mount Sagarmatha to learn yoga meditation from Shiva who manifests ultimate reality of Brahman in dance of creation and destruction.
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