Book Of Psychic Codes

Book Of Psychic Codes
© Surazeus
2026 10 30

My ghost remains in homes where I once lived, 
scattered in towns across the continent, 
so they send signals through the ethernet 
that shimmer through the walls of everywhere 
to trick my meat-brain of hungry hope 
into accessing book of psychic codes. 

My ghost assembles fragments of my dreams 
into this meat-puppet that emanates 
radio waves of my temporary soul 
which conjures gust of wind outside my door, 
embodied by the soulmate of my heart 
who declares that she has become my Muse. 

My ghost strolls with me in the neighborhood 
while beaming images of you in wind 
so, when I glimpse blue glitter of the sea 
between the houses where strangers watch me, 
I see in water of its timeless flow 
source of language that fountains from our mouths. 

My ghost leads me to tree of tangerines 
that gleam bright as the sun on twisted limbs, 
so I breathe scent of flowers in the wind 
that fuels intense ardor of wanderlust 
to plot the mathematic flash of faith, 
yet I remain in room of countless doors. 

Ghost of my body emanates from me, 
posed idol-still on broken wall of fate, 
so I arrange smooth river stones in rings 
to mark its hollowness as sacred space 
where I stand safe on spinning globe of thought, 
pretending I still have my angel wings. 

Ghost of my brain vibrates with psychic waves 
when I open door to the fairy house 
where crystal eggs of angels glitter gold 
through which I teleport to distant worlds 
which all reflect state of this current world 
as mirror that presents alternatives. 

Ghost of my pulsing heart designs new face 
for me to wear when I leave fairy house, 
perched on the jagged cliff beside the sea, 
and visit market town with bag of coins 
so I can purchase book of psychic codes 
from lonely woman by the empty well. 

Ghost of my bones inherits song of waves 
so I assert attention of my heart 
to channel voices from the Otherworld 
who ask for secret of the Holy Grail, 
which I explain refers to how our genes 
incarnate in our children as new souls.