Resurrection Of Orpheus © Surazeus 2023 02 02 Nine women collecting herbs in rain-wet woods find the singer dead beside the pool still clutching his broken lyre to his chest, so they cover rotting body with flowers, then sing till he disappears in moonlight and they hear his melody in the wind. Eight thousand years after his painful death construction workers, digging up the Earth to build new office building of blue glass, find his skeleton vibrating in mud, so someone calls the archaeologist who photographs the laughing skull of God. Lightning strikes the skeleton of glass that resurrects the singer back to life, so workers and the archaeologist back away shocked as they gasp in surprise when the ancient singer rises from mud and walks forward into the maze of myths. While walking slowly on the signless road, the singer strums the gold lyre in his hands, and sings heart-aching melody of truth, so thousands of people, in every town he passes through on ghastly wings of light, join enormous crowd of his followers. Leading millions of people in huge crowd across the land from sea to shining sea, the ancient singer strumming the gold lyre keeps walking like relentless robot clown as he sings ballad of each human soul who ever lives in history of the Earth. Terrified of his weird psychotic power, the governments of nations in his way send armies of tanks and planes to shoot missiles that explode in fireballs of fragile egos, but still the ancient singer with gold lyre marches onward against authority. Arriving at gate to the Garden of Eden, where God lounges on soft couch eating grapes and watching beautiful Apsaras dance, the ancient singer with eight billion faces sings in cold torrents of arrogant rain while plucked lyre strings shoot lasers at the gate. Eight billion people storm the gates of Heaven to dance among fruit trees of paradise, feasting on wisdom from the Tree of Life, while the ancient singer with the gold lyre dissolves into seeds scattered in the wind that sprout apple trees from vast parking lots.
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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