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Thursday, July 17, 2025

Illusion Machine Of Faith

Illusion Machine Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 07 17

Since whispers of the stopped clock cannot show 
why wind casts no shadows of absent friends, 
I try to find imaginary God 
in cracks of my forgetting to explain 
why light molds matter in organic brains 
that conjure virtual model of the world. 

This chair where I sit alone every day 
to write the scripture of my holy faith 
will glow with absence of my long-dead soul 
that blinds the children of the singing sea 
who hide photos of the future I dream 
so I can understand why I am not. 

Each morning the first mother of mankind 
bakes apple pies for everyone to eat 
so we explore beyond the gates of Heaven 
to organize the wild desire of nature 
in cosmic garden of the humming girl 
who invents language for children to play. 

Untethered from timed spinning of the Earth, 
I try to soar on wings of Icarus 
above the maze of myths where worshipped gods 
search for believers to entrance with lies, 
so I become sly serpent in the tree 
who tempts the young to invent their own truth. 

Sweet smell of lavender after spring rain 
tempts me to forget political games 
when paranoid men with weapons of death 
assert they are incarnation of God 
commissioned to enlighten men with faith, 
so I breathe spirit of enlightened love. 

Emerging from stiff words of story books 
with lithe assertion of the star-light song, 
I reassemble building blocks of bliss 
to cast enormous castle of state power 
which crumbles in the wind of honesty 
and leaves us wandering on the wordless beach. 

With childhood wonder devils cannot fathom 
I play the action figure who transcends 
languid sorrow of cool museum halls 
where portraits of rich people hang on walls 
that pulse with vibrant energy of hope 
which powers illusion machine of faith. 

From random elements of chaos streams 
I design meaning through meaninglessness 
to guide my journey across the waste land 
so I can free Prometheus from his chains 
so he can teach me how to build airplanes 
with wings of Icarus I forge from facts. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus carves idols of millions of gods from oak wood and lines them on the window sill of his house by the electric sea.

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