Dance Forever In The Rain © Surazeus 2026 01 10 After we run laughing into the small cave from sudden downpour that drenches the field, Tellus beams brightly and declares with joy, "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain," so we hold hands and twirl wildly around. Faces soaked with gold sparkles of starlight, we gaze at each other with sudden ache of passion that strikes our hearts with desire when lightning flash illuminates the world of mountains which glows with demonic light, flushing our bodies with electric hope. Writhing with pleasure of anguished delight, we merge our souls in tangle of weird dreams that feature fish swimming up gushing streams, lizards swarming on meadows of tall flowers, cats leaping along vines of large juicy grapes, and monkeys swinging in trees of moonlight. Receding back to beginning of time as we soar deep into eyes of pure love, we feel inside vast abyss of our souls first flash that flares forth from big bang of light that spirals out in galaxies of stars which nurture worlds teeming with conscious souls. Gasping with surprise at pleasure of time, we lie together among rain-wet trees and listen to waves of the ocean sing, then we hold hands and wade into cool tide to bob with undulating waves of joy, amazed at beauty of stars in the sky. This dream of creation at dawn of time shimmers in every human brain on Earth for we all descend from that primal couple whose vision codes how we perceive the world, embracing to generate shells of flesh that preserve immortal soul of our genes. So when we run together in the rain to shelter before glass library door, we remember what she said with bright eyes, "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain," so we hold hands and twirl wildly around. I name this planet that nurtures our souls Telluria to honor our First Mother, Tellus, who dreams inside each human brain, and guides our quest in landscape of her dreams to generate new life before we die so we can dance forever in the rain.
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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Saturday, January 10, 2026
Dance Forever In The Rain
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Orpheus strums lyre of Mercury and sings epic tale about Tellus, First Mother who generates souls of humanity from her dance in the rain.
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