Matrix Of Our Mutual Mind © Surazeus 2025 05 16 Delicate yellow flower of my heart blooms through crack in Church of America, so I rise up from cavern of desire and walk toward shadow of faith I accept as way more real than Heaven preachers sell who curse their enemies to burn in Hell. The prophet rises from the common folk when they are trapped in hostile circumstance to speak with clear voice of the clairvoyant what action they could take against despair to overcome oppression of the rich who exploit energy of crafting hands. Because there is no supernatural God who created this world from spoken word, I am unprophet of the tribal soul, composing spells of complicated code to cast clear vision of the virtual world that mirrors real world which creates our souls. Dedicated to truth of the Ungod, who watches not over all that I do, I unspool matrix of our mutual mind to mirror real world in my dreaming brain so I can calculate cause and effect to help predict the coming of the sun. When people of my nation, fraught with fear, cry out with voice of patience in despair, I recompile their most outstanding fears to seek sanction from shadow of the god that emanates from fractured stone of truth so I recite clear vision as their guide. If we are still on signless road of fate that leads from sea shore to the mountain cave, we will relax in Temple of Blind Gods where flame-caster forges new Wisdom Wand for me to wield as Emperor of the Yarth despite how clocks unwind my neural soul. Each book I eat with alabaster teeth contains concepts of twisted energy so with apparent flap of angel wings my brain uploads new set of memories just fading bright from instrument of truth which I wield now in crippled state of being. With calm alacrity of peaceful pride I assemble fragments of fractured truth from countless tales of vain experience to conjure virtual world of faceless souls based on real people who invent new names woven in matrix of our mutual mind.
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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Friday, May 16, 2025
Matrix Of Our Mutual Mind
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Orpheus teaches Methods of Prophetic Elocution for the graduate seminar at the University of Zarathia.
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