Evolution Fish To God © Surazeus 2023 07 24 Swift always laughter of sad underseen confounds redundant attitude machine with optic ambulance regretful fate exchanging sordid records without hate because we must compete to checkmate death through shocking ambience of each life breath. Slow never weeping forth from shadow cave explains continuous stutter from each wave with caustic chronicles for eager tune impressed with mood rethreading every moon from cliff edge where timeless voices unearth adventurous passion for obvious rebirth. Stark sometimes sadness of obscene respect reveals exultant anguish stuck concept with skeptic urge analysis requires translating horror howls for saintly choirs to chant more solemn hymns of travesty which harsh explodes beyond fake honesty. Shocked seldom horror of concerned insight proves virtual absolute in wingless flight no typical play that interrupts game close-binding hearts in total vortex name by simple doubt entangling dreamless words not basic enough for arrogant birds. Strong often delight of pleasant dismay veils gleeful flow of blind vexatious play with hectic boredom cracking cliffs of rage because one millions years for each dream stage sustains my evolution fish to god through dialectic questions about fraud. Stuck ever ecstasy of soul reborn weaves changeless matrix now windless forlorn across vast undulating steppes of faith unblind in fog on bridge with cosmic wraith who teaches me how words invent weird truth in my training to play messiah sleuth. Strewn endless agony of mindless hope bends arc of justice long enough to cope with social prison trapping me with laws to measure consequence of that first cause which generates our universe from thought displayed in Museum of Camelot. Straight spiral happiness of human hearts connects shy strangers without astral charts if special mask my idol self still wears while he performs fame role in world affairs since I dwell in haven of nameless ghosts safe from eyes of angels between both coasts.
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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