Eyes Of Every Human
© Surazeus
2026 08 01

Each time another god walks on this Earth,
embodied by some normal human being,
I feel vibration of the turning world
that emanates from passion of their eyes
which shine bright as Lamp of Diogenes
who asks me if I am the Honest One.

Through ancient forest of the city street
I hear the pretty huge old round gold primal
and atomic world-generating sun
sing through prismatic network of my brain
to express conscious mind of the White Whole
which we mortal humans mistake for God.

I see Eyes of Astara shimmer clear
through eyes of every human on this globe
for she is First Mother of humankind
whose state of consciousness shines in our minds
when we gather in temple of our tribe
to worship immortal soul of our genes.

At dawn of time six thousand years ago
Astara stands on ziggurat of faith
and sings Creation of the Universe
so we share vision of humanity
striving together on our fragile world
to survive and thrive in garden of fruit.

From pulsing passion of my ancient heart
I wake shrouded voice of ancestral ghosts
with texts of truth carved on tablets of stone
through managed encyclopedia of dreams
which applies music of ideas to forms
of transient beauty composed from sunlight.

Thus I climb mountain of religious hope
to ring of stones on summit of our hearts
where wise Astara still stands tall with truth
before brave monolith of star-forged time
so I can hear her original voice
that programs how my brain perceives the world.

Each human being who walks on solid Earth
manifests immortal soul of our genes
so we shine bright with Cosmic Mind of God
though our flame of consciousness is snuffed out
by greedy men afraid of nothingness
because we all vanish in void of time.

Through empathy of this conceptual song
I gaze at complex process of our lives
through eyes of every human on this Earth
whose disharmonious songs of social will
converge in global symphony of hope
till we formulate universal law.

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Orpheus strums Lyre of Mercury and sings to people gathered on the ziggurat in Ur where ghost of Ishtar shimmers through eyes of every human on Earth.

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