You Belong To The Land
© Surazeus
2026 08 02

I follow Jesus to broad lake of fish
who transform into angels with swan wings
while they sing beauty of the universe
and swirl around in spiral of rose beams,
then I wake alone with basket of fish
which I roast to feed my small family.

I follow Onatah to field of corn
who tells me with sly grin of innocence,
"America was here before you came,
and will remain long after you are gone,
because this land does not belong to you,
but you belong to the land where you live."

I follow Shiva to high mountain cave
where he teaches me how to meditate
so we transcend small limits of the mind
as we expand scope our consciousness
to glow with White Whole of the multiverse
that gleams in every live organic brain.

I follow Hermes along River Styx
to strum the Lyre of Mercury and sing
grand epic poem about philosophers
as braves heroes whose quests to understand
true nature of atomic swirls of light
program how our brains now perceive the world.

I follow Odin in long wooden ship
with diamond of insight in crown of thorns
to map our spinning globe of continents
that teem with nations of aggressive gangs
who fight world wars for twenty thousand years
over Garden of Eden with fruit trees.

I follow Krishna in Chariot of Fire
who reveals ancestry of divine genes
through fathers and mothers one million years
who all dream awake in my living brain
so I consolidate their souls in mine
with name that seals my spirit in stone mask.

I follow Buddha through portals of change
to time-hop worlds across our multiverse
that weaves them all as prayer beads of respect
in necklace of skulls that Bhairavi wears
when she transforms my body of hot flesh
to silver robot with computer brain.

I follow Kwan Yin on lotus starship
on patrol around spinning globe of souls
to generate virtual model of Earth
with light detection and ranging pulse beams
on mission to cultivate groves of fruit
from waste land in our hunger to live well.

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Orpheus asks me when I am going to follow him, but I explain I am not dead yet so I prefer to remain alive here on Earth for at least another decade or so.

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