Castle Of Fractured Glass
© Surazeus
2018 10 29
Sterling white sheen of the great mental eye
through which we all perceive distorted world
reveals complex puzzles of verbal states
so people who remember that we die
play without care on indifferent world stage
to win the crown that no one ever made.
Twelve mechanics in blue jeans and tee-shirts
wield tools to fine-tune engines of our cars,
faces smeared with grease as they concentrate
on adjusting parts in whirring machines
which make wheels spin when the six pistons crank
up and down from gas sparked by flame of hope.
Retreating on the garden path at dawn,
the woman in white gown hides in stone nook
when silver mist whispers rumors of madness
because men always fight to control life
and determine who bears the child of truth
who will reign in castle of fractured glass.
Who will reincarnate the soul of Christ
reborn fifty times for two thousand years
when God the Father sires new God the Son
through Holy Womb of the Mother of God
to maintain our long divine dynasty
producing kings who rule with laws of justice?
When we strip away veil of mystery
we see that God is nothing more than man
who gains position of authority
through honest justice of his judgment calls
yet maintains inheritance of his blood
by crowning his son king after he dies.
Where Hercules produced strong warrior sons
who ruled Roman Empire one thousand years
so Jesus Christ produced strong warrior sons
who ruled Christian Empire two thousand years
and now rule global American Empire
with nuclear missiles and money banks.
We are the Knights of the Crucified King,
the carpenter who builds mental world views,
the fisher who saves men drowning in fear
because they made mistakes that caused destruction,
so he teaches them how to create good
and cooperate to build empire of castles.
I hold the orange glowing in my left hand
as I lift it up to study its sphericity,
and see its natural roundness in contrast
to square factories of industrial parks
where heirs of the Craftsman build new machines,
wagons with motors fueled by gasoline.
Twelve carpenters with sharpened metal tools
reshape planks of wood cut from sturdy trees
to construct wagons that horses can pull
and ships that can glide over sloshing waves,
so we can travel over land and sea
to dominate the Earth with industry.
How can I express individual will
in relation to will of fellow people
so we cooperate on building projects
that benefit everyone in our group
so we expand control of fertile nature
to extract resources for common good?
After cutting wood in furniture factory,
I explore Christian Academy campus
and sit in white tent on the field of grass
where the preacher with book of ancient tales
talks about the man who managed our labor
so we work together for common good.
Strumming guitar, based on the lyre of Hermes,
I travel the land, sea to shining sea,
and sing about the journey of mankind
rising from the sea to swing in the trees,
then build machines that race around the world
which spins in the castle of fractured glass.
© Surazeus
2018 10 29
Sterling white sheen of the great mental eye
through which we all perceive distorted world
reveals complex puzzles of verbal states
so people who remember that we die
play without care on indifferent world stage
to win the crown that no one ever made.
Twelve mechanics in blue jeans and tee-shirts
wield tools to fine-tune engines of our cars,
faces smeared with grease as they concentrate
on adjusting parts in whirring machines
which make wheels spin when the six pistons crank
up and down from gas sparked by flame of hope.
Retreating on the garden path at dawn,
the woman in white gown hides in stone nook
when silver mist whispers rumors of madness
because men always fight to control life
and determine who bears the child of truth
who will reign in castle of fractured glass.
Who will reincarnate the soul of Christ
reborn fifty times for two thousand years
when God the Father sires new God the Son
through Holy Womb of the Mother of God
to maintain our long divine dynasty
producing kings who rule with laws of justice?
When we strip away veil of mystery
we see that God is nothing more than man
who gains position of authority
through honest justice of his judgment calls
yet maintains inheritance of his blood
by crowning his son king after he dies.
Where Hercules produced strong warrior sons
who ruled Roman Empire one thousand years
so Jesus Christ produced strong warrior sons
who ruled Christian Empire two thousand years
and now rule global American Empire
with nuclear missiles and money banks.
We are the Knights of the Crucified King,
the carpenter who builds mental world views,
the fisher who saves men drowning in fear
because they made mistakes that caused destruction,
so he teaches them how to create good
and cooperate to build empire of castles.
I hold the orange glowing in my left hand
as I lift it up to study its sphericity,
and see its natural roundness in contrast
to square factories of industrial parks
where heirs of the Craftsman build new machines,
wagons with motors fueled by gasoline.
Twelve carpenters with sharpened metal tools
reshape planks of wood cut from sturdy trees
to construct wagons that horses can pull
and ships that can glide over sloshing waves,
so we can travel over land and sea
to dominate the Earth with industry.
How can I express individual will
in relation to will of fellow people
so we cooperate on building projects
that benefit everyone in our group
so we expand control of fertile nature
to extract resources for common good?
After cutting wood in furniture factory,
I explore Christian Academy campus
and sit in white tent on the field of grass
where the preacher with book of ancient tales
talks about the man who managed our labor
so we work together for common good.
Strumming guitar, based on the lyre of Hermes,
I travel the land, sea to shining sea,
and sing about the journey of mankind
rising from the sea to swing in the trees,
then build machines that race around the world
which spins in the castle of fractured glass.
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