Bleak Abyss Of Time © Surazeus 2022 12 11 Red Zebra at the monastery gate explains calculus to the sneering monk who decides he cannot believe in fate after battleship of his wife was sunk by the grim jester in the business suit who weeps when Hayagriva plays the flute. Though Queen Maud wears her fluffy ermine cape to ride the frosty Christmas fields of fear the drunken tyrant king lets her escape with jeweled crown his mother once held dear so she can marry merry Robin Hood who rules the foggy groves of Weasel Wood. Still searching for seashells on sandy beach to understand the bleak abyss of time, blind son of the jester steals rotten peach from Aphrodite bathing in green slime while waiting in her cave ten thousand years for Taliesin to invent engine gears. Riding small two-wheeled cart pulled by white cats, Freya races along high mountain ridge to visit Shiva who trains acrobats dancing with despair on the Rainbow Bridge so we forget the reason why we die every time Icarus attempts to fly. While Shakuntala dreams about her groom who reigns on ziggurat of singing skulls Merlin asks she interpret code of doom so he appoints Mithra Master of Bulls who grills steaks at the college football game because Icarus cares nothing for fame. Red Zebra listens to twitter of birds to analyze health of our global state though Chief Seattle visits lonely Kurds who fight for independence from sad hate so Perseus orders pizza from Nepal, assigned to play soccer in Senegal. When Kali weeps at sad hoot of the owl that hides in belfry of the Shropshire church she programs computers for Robert Lowell who wanders vales of Gui Lin in vain search to find Excalibur in donut shop where Jesus stares surprised at his laptop. As Archangel Michael collects strange facts from various cultures all around the world Shatakshi writes political contracts so people of Earth elect cosmic herald to organize puzzle of global truth before eight coming of messiah sleuth.
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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