Thursday, December 19, 2024

Holy Apple Of The Sun

Holy Apple Of The Sun
© Surazeus
2024 12 19

Your origin story is based on guilt, 
but mine is based on desire to create 
new bodies from dark spirit of the Earth 
so the Sun becomes conscious of itself 
through light and rain in sacred fruit we eat 
which I take when I trick the greedy snake. 

The Sun becomes conscious inside my brain 
when I wake from sensation of desire 
from floating in the sea two billion years, 
feeling urgent need to crawl from the lake 
and climb the tree that reaches to the sky 
where I eat holy apple of the Sun. 

Trembling from hunger and cold in the rain, 
I walk along the river from the sea 
to see the man standing tall by the cave 
whose head is haloed by the glowing sun 
so I ask for fruit from the serpent tree 
then open my heart to receive his soul. 

I generate new body for his soul 
who grows tall and strong as he withers old 
in endless cycle of death and rebirth 
to reincarnate spirit of the Sun 
which animates the man with gleaming eyes 
who explores the Earth for six million years. 

Though I feel guilty when I miss the mark, 
and fumble when I attempt to create 
something good with lithe gestures of my hands, 
this guilt alerts me to adjust my stance 
when I analyze strict physics of motion 
so I can perform better with each attempt. 

With keen attention of observing eyes 
I study nature of physical bodies 
composed of matter in patterns of forms 
to see all things are structures of small atoms 
and know consequence from cause and effect 
to help me create, rather than destroy. 

When I construct matter into new forms, 
I invent pottery, tools, and machines 
that help me cultivate plants from the Earth 
so everyone performs their special role 
in communal food-production process 
while I keep watch on the high ziggurat. 

Thus I become God who rules the empire 
where every person plays their special role 
to maintain baby-generation cycle 
repopulating cities with wise workers 
who assimilate all nations of Earth 
into Heaven I create with the Word. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus sings hymn to the man with the all-seeing eye who sits on the high flat-top pyramid to play god as he keeps watch over the fields of farmers, herders, and craftsmen who sell their goods in the market.

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