Animals With God Souls © Surazeus 2026 01 11 Within animal body of my name celestial soul of stellar energy animates my passion to savor life when we embrace as voices in the dark on bed of fabrications we design to bind our hearts with dawn light of respect. Because we are the newest animals to walk the Earth as if we own its dreams, bright sunlight smiles through tangled limbs of trees with understanding love that parents give to watch us play in flowers of childhood before we build empires of thought control. We trace insignia through naive hearts with blades of grass that highlight bitter truth that someone always tries to confiscate more food than they need to eat every day, then traps our spirits with fake legacy in traditions they ploy to bind our souls. Trapped in tradition of the way things are, we struggle to contain fierce energy to play free on the fenceless plain of wind till many freeze to death in winter snow so we combine our efforts to produce enough food for our children to survive. I hear strange voices in the godless woods call my name with eerie whispered tone, so I log in to my new bank account with plan to pay the pied piper his due because Orpheus leads our souls from Hell in great escape from prison of the church. Church bells ring weirdly in the misty vale so we assemble by the drought-dry well to shake peonies from iron chains of fear where white lambs graze on sorrows of our hearts till honeybees brew wisdom from despair so we engage in dialogue of souls. If we decide to follow streams of change by hiding anger at electric clouds, we may find where the sea of dreams has hid behind devotion to the lonely girl who always seems to know what will occur because she catches lightning with her eyes. Now that our stars throb in reachable depths, we sell fruit of grief to strangers with coins who glare as they draw borders that enclose our freedom to explore bountiful hills where rain strips dire urgency from our hearts because we are animals with god souls.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Sunday, January 11, 2026
Animals With God Souls
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Orpheus leads children from the city of clanging bells to play free in lush hills of apple trees till Midas enslaves them all to dig jewels from mines.
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