Volts Of Turning Thought

Volts Of Turning Thought
© Surazeus
2025 10 27

Despite untwisting volts of turning thought 
through which I deconstruct moments of light, 
I flow across torn spectrum of respect 
that still reflects description of the scene 
sparked by excessive trigger melting time 
to meditate on our profound surprise. 

Trapped in interior drama of the mind, 
deliberately invoked by selfish prayers, 
I grasp conceptual moment of desire 
to race against conclusion, authorized 
by troubling tenor, torn from bitter books, 
as metaphor for nothing reconciled. 

From moment of illumination, charged 
with whole sensorium of naked laughs, 
I seek no obvious answer for the why 
concerned with memories buried by fear 
through temporary disruption of love 
consistent with awakened happiness. 

Based on damaged mindset of happy ghosts 
who seek supportive structure from our words, 
our strange epiphanies of spirit flight 
express erosion as process of change 
we challenge with faith-agitated dreams 
fueled by nervous passion to succeed well. 

With blood-eyed dance of gentle ecstasy 
our trip careens around the spinning globe 
to find that ghosts of mothers in doorways 
mistake this world for pretty fantasies 
till we find pleasant fields of fruitful trees 
where we can safely land in paradise. 

My learned ability, contrived by clouds, 
to raise awareness of disastrous games 
we play extracting minerals from the Earth, 
presents new opportunity from fate 
to turn my head and look behind my mask 
so I can see how I transform to me. 

Embedded inclination to expect 
good behavior of moral aptitude 
from every person mangled with desire 
of unfilled expectations, programs 
how I respond with abundant respect 
when my heart manipulates my free will. 

Through ludicrous cognition of my brain, 
composed of unacknowledged honesty, 
I meditate on longing of my heart 
to transform messy politics of greed 
to well-organized creation of trust 
till we turn our minds toward eternity.