New Century Of Kwan Yin © Surazeus 2022 12 21 Since process of life never finishes we write about things that happen so fast that clouds forget to analyze their facts even as frost of passion vanishes with high-voltage wire of the singing skull that floats like faceless moon in the ice pool. Yet terrifying innocence of truth drenches my face with savage artlessness ornate with lies based on fake earnestness which believers choose to mask shocking faith too pure with anguish of impunity for me to transcend harsh naivety. Which helps me make imagined tale of woe lurid with paralysis of desire when figures in photographs might inquire as to true nature of the star-bright snow through misalliance of the winter light heightened by threadbare art of all dream flight. So I choose to say what happened for real though none can verify my testament except pompous poet of parliament who pretends to care for how we all feel while recording our memories for sale that lurk in ruins of time on the trail. The new sports stadium where blind angels dance boasts spectacular games of circus style where kings and prophets accept without guile contempt of their savior pierced by the lance wielded by the tyrant with heart of gold who only believes in what can be sold. My dolphin lost in Gulf of Mexico returns to maze of iron arrogance, intending to present new evidence which proves beyond all doubt that Cicero collaborates with our Muse of Otherness to reclaim lost castle of Inverness. We prove that what we see cannot be true except when measured by star formulas, so we seek help from hungry Tantalus to study consequence of the state coup when children change the rules by which we live through religion of the fool in the cave. Precipitous beauty of the mad god, who lost his face in forest of the raven, lures our broken hearts to believe in Heaven, so we enforce laws of the justice squad as we enter new century of Kwan Yin who prophesies from rebuilt Parthenon.
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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