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Saturday, August 8, 2026

Neurons Of Conceptual Worlds

Neurons Of Conceptual Worlds
© Surazeus
2026 08 08

Our galaxy that swirls inside my mind 
weaves dreams of creatures on large pulsing globes 
in flashing neurons of conceptual worlds 
through neural network of my sea-sponge brain 
so I dream life of every conscious soul 
incarnate in organic beings of hope. 

My mind that glows inside our galaxy 
compiles lost memories of each dreaming soul 
in virtual model of the universe 
based on experience of urgent life 
all my ancestors express when they mate 
to generate new body before death. 

All objects that exist in forms of matter 
are composed of numbers that regulate 
expansive combinations of small atoms 
that spiral from first flash of the big bang, 
for they are limited by bounds in space 
since shape of numbers rules the universe. 

Archangel Michael, without wings or sword, 
lounges in small temple by sparkling pool 
among trees with apples, peaches, and pears, 
and contemplates strange vastness of the world 
that teems with mindless atoms of pure light 
congealed in tangled strings of pulchritude. 

Grown old with wrinkled skin and long gray hair, 
Archangel Michael in white cotton robe 
remembers courage of his ardent youth 
when he fought devils from harsh desert lands 
to guard lush paradise of Elysium 
and maintain kingdom of Heaven on Earth. 

With fervid passion of the loyal knight 
he battled Satan on Hill of Cracked Skulls 
to drive invaders from the Holy Land 
where Jesus Galatinus ruled as king 
over seven colonies in Galatia 
long after Jesus Christus died on Patmos. 

Our mortal bodies are contained by bounds 
of physical frames within time and space 
that limit forced expression of our minds 
so we are temporary nodes of flesh 
that incarnate immortal soul of genes 
who lives in descendants our hope creates. 

When Archangel Michael passes away, 
his wife Tamar, great-granddaughter of Jesus, 
covers his body with white cloth of faith 
as eight angels lay his body in tomb 
where skull of Isaiah chants psalm of life 
how we are atoms of the universe. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus visits Archangel Michael in his garden estate on the coast of Galatia where they chat about the old days when they defeated Satan and his gang of thieves.

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