Artificial World Of Words

Artificial World Of Words
© Surazeus
2025 08 04

I generate the artificial world 
from swirls of dark electric energy 
which flashes far across vast galaxies 
then spirals into planet of blind ghosts 
who wake in frail organic shells of thought 
which mutate from fish into dreaming gods. 

This artificial world our words create 
morphs into vibrant ideologies 
imposing social roles on wingless gods 
whose thoughts distort the undulating waves 
that weave assertive web of molecules 
bound tight in matrix of expansive brains. 

Awake in artificial world of words, 
which fluctuates through synchronicity 
of brain-born concepts with ecstatic faith, 
I generate our time-animated globe 
to integrate all information codes 
in pulsing planet of our fragile hearts. 

Trapped in weird artificial world of eyes, 
assembled into rolling sphere of souls, 
I breathe ethereal flame of mirror-mind 
and sing attentive spell vibrating realm 
where changeless forms of all ideas glow 
from roots to mountains with ten billion wings. 

Shaping globe to case artificial world, 
where wingless angels share riddles of truth, 
I rewrite evolutionary change 
to process strict analysis of hope 
which fuels astringent progress of hot brains 
expanding to contain the multiverse. 

Designing artificial world from wind, 
I translate stutter of awkward despair 
to secret language of the fairy queen 
who morphs my gun into the camera 
so I can narrate history of mankind 
instead of killing enemies of hate. 

Combining artificial worlds of dreams 
in real world cluttered with discarded hopes, 
I paint depiction of my mental state 
with tropes of characters in vast landscape 
to animate blind forces of my brain 
that drive my journey home to Wonderland. 

To conjure artificial world of souls, 
who swerve from programmed roles of ancient myths 
assigned to them with label of their name, 
I wear mask of Morpheus, the Dream King, 
as I shapeshift through bodies of my genes 
four hundred million years from slime to god.