Rhythm Of Atomic Waves © Surazeus 2024 10 31 As Eternal Mind of the Cosmic Soul enfolds all changes, yet will never change, I feel immortal essence of its light from flashing atoms power how my brain generates divine sense of consciousness so I perceive pure unsearchable Being. Because time is shadow of my own thought I see all that has happened in the past and thus see all things that will come to pass spiral in swirls from beginning to end as sacred narrative of life and death when atoms form organic beings who know. As wingless angels, evolved from the sea, we are brave explorers of the blue sky, courageous pioneers of the vast world we measure with straight instruments of truth to map the curving waves of molecules which vibrate nodes in taut matrix of light. Through optic tube of the long telescope, perched on steel frame in pantheon-shaped dome erected tall on high Parnassus peak, we gaze at billions of stars in the sky whose rays still flicker at our spinning globe long after they burned to iron black holes. All change is rhythm of atomic waves that swirl to compose our organic brains as molecules evolve in stewing seas through generations of conceptual forms that incarnate immortal soul of genes so we pass away while our children live. This frame of flesh and bone woven with nerves is bound with animating spark of love fueled by celestial glory of our heart that wonders at strange beauty of this world as we lift bright torch of truth to observe pool and river in meadow of fruit trees. Within small ring of luminating words, that bounds horizon of knowledge I trust, I explore frontier of the wilderness beyond enclosing walls of paradise my father built to shelter me from harm, and write what I see in my Book of Earth. The key to understand nature of things, which I adjust to solve riddles of life, gleams in my heart as flame of timeless truth that spirals from first flash of the big bang to bloom galactic network of my brain so Eternal Mind knows itself through me.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Thursday, October 31, 2024
Rhythm Of Atomic Waves
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Orpheus maps stars he sees while gazing through the telescope, and feels he is god in human form looking at wholeness of its eternal self.
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