Rainbow Void Of Honesty
© Surazeus
2025 10 09

Since I could never abandon the world
the morning sun recreates my blank soul
from gleams of silence on frail leaves of trees
who whisper beauty through our fantasy
that Cosmic Soul of God creates our minds
from tangled threads of childhood memories.

Because the stringent silence of the world
cradles my body in glowing rock of light,
as if my heart were spinning iron core,
my soul swells huge inside my fragile skull
till I envelop universe of stars
that pulse at loving caress of the wind.

My heart swells huge with emptiness of being
which I mold from soft prayers of bold intent
through Word of Truth unbound by holiness
that helps me calm my vibrant energy
with hallowed breath of throbbing river clay
containing star-soul of my naked brain.

Immortal soul of genes that weaves my brain
from weird ancestral memories of hope
contorts aggressive loop of happiness
to flash with fierce ecstatic state of mind
that writhes with anguish of conceptual love
we share through blind covalent force of truth.

Entwined with strings of stellar energy
combining dust of Earth in strangled wires,
my special genome forms persona mask
I wear when I perform my graceful role
as psychic demon stuck in human form
because my brain generates my weird soul.

Reborn as helix spirit from starlight
as pure relentless waves of molecules,
I explore ancient forest of fruit trees
through endless labyrinth of faceless ghosts
till I find glowing red in geode skull
immortal soul of genes that makes me Me.

Crowned with cultural contrast of respect
based on strange counterfeit of holy words,
I climb high mountain of stoic concern
to sing with Pentecostal flames of truth
commercial hymns composed by hungry brains
that spring from rainbow void of honesty.

Half-shadowed face of God appears on cloud
that masks mortal soul of my dreaming brain,
yet I gaze chuffed at mirror pool of time
to see how I transform from year to year
through stages of the brave iconic ghost
who wakes each morning in my sponge-soft brain.

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Orpheus explains that souls generated by brains are temporary emanations of consciousness that vanish when the chemical body ceases to function, though no one wants to accept this inconvenient truth.

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