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.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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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