Desire To Generate Souls
© Surazeus
2025 05 19

Because the whole sky fits inside my skull,
I wake in darkness of the everywhere
to find I am small as the apple seed
which blooms vast as our swirling galaxy
that flashes melodies of rain-sparked words
through undulating matrix of my brain.

The airplane gliding across empty sky
takes me to the past where I should not be
because I get there faster in winged flight
than if I walk on foot across the land,
so I fold my soul in page of the book
that records each forgotten genocide.

Love motivates each action of my hands
to build beauty from random elements
that guard your embodied spirit from harm
so you can savor pleasure of this life
in moments of togetherness we share
that fuels our desire to generate souls.

When I look for God in dream of the world
to understand nature of energy,
I feel conscious sense of my Self expand
beyond enclosing bounds of my soul frame
so I become God I am looking for
that vibrates love in every human soul.

I am illusion of my pulsing brain
that feels itself awake inside my skull
as atoms flashing bright in chemicals
which conjure virtual model of the world
through vision of my whole ontology
that defines structure of our universe.

Before beginning of my sense of self
that speaks dream spells in breath of honest hope
I touch weird image of my secret face
reflected in bright mirror of the pool,
and wonder from what stone of time I spring
through fierce compassion of the angel wing.

Through every conscious choice of faith I make
based on clear vision my brain formulates,
I calculate strict progress of my fate
to build my destiny with stone and wood
by planting fruit trees inside garden walls
where my descendants may thrive and transcend.

Death is no threshold our bodies pass through
for we are composed from atoms of light
so we must generate children of hope
through seed that fertilizes egg of love
to reincarnate soul-genes again in flesh
four hundred million years of soul rebirth.

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Orpheus explains to his son Linus how our souls reincarnate in children when men and women feel desire to generate souls.

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