Deathless Mother Of Faith © Surazeus 2022 01 01 While walking over the Rainbow of Lies I find the magic ring that Jesus lost in Lake of Dreams two thousand years ago, so I place jeweled crown on my cracked skull to dream whole history of the universe from First Flash that flares forth into Why Now. Assembling loyal cohort of blind spies, I wear shining mask of Orphean ghost to play messiah sleuth in minstrel show with red cape of Mithra to slay the bull while leaping portals of the multiverse on quest for Holy Grail of the Star Cow. Disguised as Apollo, God of Word Seers, the bald Moon Gnome Error with silver eyes dwells in Cave of Illusions by Black Sea, skulks forth at irregular intervals, and feasts on idols of our long-dead gods while singing spells of love to the green moon. To analyze code of spiritual gears, which calculate fate of the Child Surprise, I forge from concept of truth the Brain Key based on fractal coils of soul integrals that preserve social vampires in glass pods till Kwan Yin flutes the heart-enchanting tune. Because I reign as King of Zathamar, appointed by Deathless Mother of Faith, I sacrifice my life to save my people when airplanes bomb cathedrals of false pride till wingless angel rises from Rune Well to lead lost refugees to Wonderland. Reborn from Phoenix egg as Belshazzar, soul designed by eye of the cosmic wraith, I gather refugees safe by church steeple where wise messiah sleuth was crucified, and teach them how to forge money in Hell though demons build piston engines by hand. I cast his magic ring into Dream Fire to redesign its power of Time Farsight so I can speak with Voice of Prophecy that Ishtar will return to reign as queen, though zombies will always worship as god the eyeless vampire of the Holy Mount. Beaming spells across the telegraph wire classified secrets of the grim shipwright, I guard frail Princess of Democracy who runs global food-production machine after we overthrow the royal fraud so all can drink from the Flying Horse Fount.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, January 1, 2022
Deathless Mother Of Faith
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