Desire To Generate Souls © Surazeus 2025 05 19 Because the whole sky fits inside my skull, I wake in darkness of the everywhere to find I am small as the apple seed which blooms vast as our swirling galaxy that flashes melodies of rain-sparked words through undulating matrix of my brain. The airplane gliding across empty sky takes me to the past where I should not be because I get there faster in winged flight than if I walk on foot across the land, so I fold my soul in page of the book that records each forgotten genocide. Love motivates each action of my hands to build beauty from random elements that guard your embodied spirit from harm so you can savor pleasure of this life in moments of togetherness we share that fuels our desire to generate souls. When I look for God in dream of the world to understand nature of energy, I feel conscious sense of my Self expand beyond enclosing bounds of my soul frame so I become God I am looking for that vibrates love in every human soul. I am illusion of my pulsing brain that feels itself awake inside my skull as atoms flashing bright in chemicals which conjure virtual model of the world through vision of my whole ontology that defines structure of our universe. Before beginning of my sense of self that speaks dream spells in breath of honest hope I touch weird image of my secret face reflected in bright mirror of the pool, and wonder from what stone of time I spring through fierce compassion of the angel wing. Through every conscious choice of faith I make based on clear vision my brain formulates, I calculate strict progress of my fate to build my destiny with stone and wood by planting fruit trees inside garden walls where my descendants may thrive and transcend. Death is no threshold our bodies pass through for we are composed from atoms of light so we must generate children of hope through seed that fertilizes egg of love to reincarnate soul-genes again in flesh four hundred million years of soul rebirth.
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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Monday, May 19, 2025
Desire To Generate Souls
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Orpheus explains to his son Linus how our souls reincarnate in children when men and women feel desire to generate souls.
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