Dream World Of Success © Surazeus 2026 02 28 When I hear Sisyphus laugh with delight I know rolling stone of justice he hurls has smashed clay-foot idol of the Gold King whose tower collapses in house of cards because fascists always lose game of power by driving wise people out of the state. When I arrive on Sanzu River shore I stop before Bridge of Forgetfulness to decide which crossing I want to take on my way to the dream world of success where people worship idol of my soul long after I have vanished in the void. When Yama welcomes me with open heart to valley of Naraka veiled with mist, he gives me jeweled grail from skull of Zeus filled with nectar from Vaitarana Stream so I drink spirit of the Thirteen Worlds which cleanses my body of vain regret. When I climb trail cluttered with skulls of kings up wind-battered slopes of Mount Kailasha, I kneel before crystal Cave of Illusions where Shiva meditates on leopard skin and plays heart-enchanting tunes on jade flute while Parvati dances with divine grace. Each atom that composes Frame of Self was sparked by first flash of creative love that spiraled into galaxies of worlds nurtured by wisdom of Solaria who weaves neural net of our dreaming brains from beams of light that fuel our pulsing cells. Each atom in my body at this hour was part of various material objects through fourteen billion years of evolution, soil and rain transmutated by roots of trees to fruit we eat while singing by the lake, which transform to immortal soul of genes. Each atom has cycled through countless bodies as material substance that glows with life as we evolve generations of souls, dirt to grass to wheat or cow we consume, then back to dirt in cycle of rebirth, so we dance laughing in the evening rain. When I climb ruined Ziggurat of Ur where Ishtar designed rituals of religion, I hear her ancient voice still ringing clear as she sang enchanting Dream of Creation that still programs how my brain perceives life, for she lives in every human on Earth.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Saturday, February 28, 2026
Dream World Of Success
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Orpheus plays Lyre of Mercury outside Cave of Illusions where Shiva and Parvati play with their children while thousands of kings from every land on Earth kneel in worship.
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