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Sunday, October 12, 2025

Faith Untangles My Brain

Faith Untangles My Brain
© Surazeus
2025 10 12

I want to know if faith can weave my brain 
from frantic memories of swerving atoms 
that spool aggressive thoughts of honesty 
into vast planet spinning in the void 
so children without hands can eat sweet fruit 
that never freely falls from Tree of Life. 

Two billion people sit in temple halls 
and listen to the man in long white robe 
describe how light creates the universe 
from random thoughts of Faceless Deity 
who wanders listlessly on ocean shore 
and cries with sorrow for his murdered son. 

Bearing Lucifer limp in caring arms, 
Jupiter climbs steps up the pyramid 
and lays his body on the altar stone 
while women in black robes of angel blood 
lament cruel crucifixion of the boy 
who fought to save people from slavery. 

When the movie director cries out, "Cut!" 
and gestures that their filming is complete, 
the costumed actors cheer and clap their hands, 
then, after cleaning and loading equipment, 
they drive in thirty vans along the road 
that winds around the ancient hill of skulls. 

I wonder why faith untangles my brain 
from undulating waves of radiant dreams 
beamed by eight billion bodies from the Earth 
till I become nobody else but me, 
conscious of myself alone on this Earth 
of every soul who lived since dawn of time. 

I stare at my face in mirror of truth 
and seen one hundred million years of souls 
gazing at me from cosmic soul of God 
incarnate in each new-born generation 
who springs from immortal soul of our genes, 
knowing I will disappear when I die. 

When I stand on vast beach of history 
and listen to timeless song of sea waves, 
I feel wake in my temporary brain 
memory of every ancestor I Am 
as holy vision that weaves all our souls 
through endless flow of personalities. 

My mother weaves my body from starlight 
in process sparked by key my father dreams 
so I transform from fish to wingless angel 
who walks this planet spinning in my brain 
till I transcend all desire and despair 
to become God as I vanish in death. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus stands before eight billion Astarians in temples around the world and sings epic tale about how Jesus frees people from slavery in jewelry minds of Hellas.

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