Geometry Of Electric Thought © Surazeus 2025 05 07 Through geometry of electric thought when I encounter shadow of my soul, trapped deep in architecture of weird truth, I exercise fate-intense discipline with insufficient punishment of faith to steer formalities of rancid hope. Unbidden rightness of the graceful curve, which tempers space with convex eye of time, refines light-burnished word of ratioed signs to bind our souls in matrix of World Mind which dreams weird symmetry of lonely hearts veiled by attention of the Beauty Gaze. To share sweet sacrament of holy light, encased in apple nurtured by despair, we chant new solemn vow that implements expressive play of interactive games by giving what our hands create from fear which noble angels reap with human bones. Through witness of the spirit we all share by world-enhancing songs of ocean waves we highlight anguish to escape our fears by walking somewhere else on signless roads to transform waste land of the bitter heart to flower-blustered paradise of faith. Despite the frantic flash in speed of light, which strings vast galaxies of pulsing worlds in coils of genes that spiral through our brains, we feel unconscious God Soul of the sun radiate from clumsy hunger of our bodies as we embrace with passion in the garden. For joys and sorrows of dramatic lives, which my ancestors lived before my birth, programs how I perform my fateless role defined by choices from strange memories that beam as guiding light on road of life, so I eat fruit and generate new life. Electric void of passion in my heart expands alacrity of honest hope so I may document travails of lust which I detect with measured sketch of truth through narrative lens designed by old faith to frame my quest as epic in intent. Based firm on selfless sacrifice of beauty, I gorge on fragments of lost history with latent neediness of angry lust till I evolve from state of privilege to hard-earned grace of comic nonchalance through geometry of electric thought.
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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Wednesday, May 7, 2025
Geometry Of Electric Thought
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Orpheus and Ophelia practice yoga every morning on the porch of their home by the lake in the Alps while the world burns in World War Three.
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