Matrix Of World Souls © Surazeus 2026 09 07 We are all nodes in matrix of world souls that flash with temporary consciousness to dream strange beauty of our multiverse that forms galactic tapestry of worlds where we transform from fish to singing god till we dissolve back to roots of our dreams. Alone in solitude of crowded Earth, I sit at window of perceptive faith to watch dark gloom of nothingness enshroud vast maze of buildings where blind angels sing and dance as beams of psychic energy, entangled in atomic lust of being. Emerging from dark shadow cave of fate, I pass unsanctified into this world as writhing demon of intense desire contained in bounds of mortal ardency so through initiation into truth my heart is purified by self-control. Though rage against cruel monsters of despair, who rampage over landscape of our hopes, drives me to fight for soul security, protecting my family from slavery, my heart shatters into children of faith who journey along rivers of desire. Though we are strangers in garden of skulls, we dance together in grand hall of mirrors with grace that binds our hearts with mutual love, so we build safe home inside haven walls to teach our children secret of long life that no one ever writes in holy books. One thousand years we build city of homes where children play in gardens of fruit trees, till men driven by greed to control wealth destroy this beauty they could never build, which leaves us homeless in Garden of Eden, yet we still love that paradise we lost. Though thieves of bitter jealousy destroy beautiful paradise our love creates, our children will spring from roots of our dreams as nodes that flash in matrix of world souls to build new nation of Zarathia from shattered ruins of America. When I attend clean kitchen of our home to prepare fresh spiritual sustenance, I see ghosts of all my mothers and fathers feasting on light of the universe that flash as galaxies inside their eyes since I am temporary node of thought.
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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Monday, September 7, 2026
Matrix Of World Souls
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Orpheus plots psychic nodes in matrix of world souls to generate complete time-animated globe atlas of world history so we can find where we are on the way to illusion of Heaven.
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