River Of God Light
© Surazeus
2025 05 14

When Lucifer instructs me to tone down
aggressive rhetoric of my prophecies
with moral values that would moderate
intense attack of justice to reduce
deceptive scams of political thieves,
I advocate true vision of my heart.

When you read vision these words generate,
which projects concept of some character,
your attention conjures their eidolon
so they glow in virtual world of your mind,
but they will cease to exist when you stop,
and they will disappear in void of thought.

When I read words in sentences of tales
that shimmer on flat pages of the book,
its spirit dwells as ghost inside my heart
to become safe habitat for my soul,
so I drink water of the World God Mind
that resurrects my body from my sorrow.

When hands pull my body out of the womb,
I feel immortal light of gleaming stars
beam my consciousness from the swirling void
to wake in neural network of my brain
which animates this fragile frame of flesh
so I generate life before I die.

When I translate light of the universe
through magic spells my breath articulates,
I steer my body through maze of desires
to overcome harsh obstacles of fear
till I transcend pain of this fragile frame
to walk along the River of God Light.

When I transmute pain of my suffering
into reward I expect from the gods,
while struggling against forces of greed
that would exploit energy of my soul
to generate wealth from blood of my labor,
I realize as I die all work is vain.

When I stare helpless at the shining stars,
as conscious spirit of my energy
fades into wordless currents of the sea,
I laugh at weird absurdity of life
that has no meaning but what I create
to savor pleasures till Death crushes me.

When Lucifer glares at me with fierce eyes
of moral judgment that condemns my soul,
I shout the special voice my soul radiates
with courage to tone up my song of joy,
for, knowing I will die, I sing weird spells
that vanish through wind of eternity.

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Orpheus floats on the river of death that flushes his body out to the endless silent void of the singing sea.

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