Artificial World Of Words
Artificial World Of Words
© Surazeus
2025 08 04
I generate the artificial world
from swirls of dark electric energy
which flashes far across vast galaxies
then spirals into planet of blind ghosts
who wake in frail organic shells of thought
which mutate from fish into dreaming gods.
This artificial world our words create
morphs into vibrant ideologies
imposing social roles on wingless gods
whose thoughts distort the undulating waves
that weave assertive web of molecules
bound tight in matrix of expansive brains.
Awake in artificial world of words,
which fluctuates through synchronicity
of brain-born concepts with ecstatic faith,
I generate our time-animated globe
to integrate all information codes
in pulsing planet of our fragile hearts.
Trapped in weird artificial world of eyes,
assembled into rolling sphere of souls,
I breathe ethereal flame of mirror-mind
and sing attentive spell vibrating realm
where changeless forms of all ideas glow
from roots to mountains with ten billion wings.
Shaping globe to case artificial world,
where wingless angels share riddles of truth,
I rewrite evolutionary change
to process strict analysis of hope
which fuels astringent progress of hot brains
expanding to contain the multiverse.
Designing artificial world from wind,
I translate stutter of awkward despair
to secret language of the fairy queen
who morphs my gun into the camera
so I can narrate history of mankind
instead of killing enemies of hate.
Combining artificial worlds of dreams
in real world cluttered with discarded hopes,
I paint depiction of my mental state
with tropes of characters in vast landscape
to animate blind forces of my brain
that drive my journey home to Wonderland.
To conjure artificial world of souls,
who swerve from programmed roles of ancient myths
assigned to them with label of their name,
I wear mask of Morpheus, the Dream King,
as I shapeshift through bodies of my genes
four hundred million years from slime to god.
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Orpheus sings eternal hymn of faith while his severed head is stuck in temple on the holy mountain of the dancing girl.
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