My Fragile Character © Surazeus 2023 07 10 When gods approach the level of my world, weighed down by our human mortality, their presence sparks that divine glow of truth that radiates from every cell of my soul, so I transcend my fragile character through apotheosis of wordless books. Strutting about on jagged mountain peak, Zeus gestures hands to gather lightning storm expressing rage of greedy tyranny to hurl electric lightning at my soul that sparks my consciousness awake with death so I dream history of our universe. Enthroned on gold throne of high ziggurat, El wields brass scepter tipped with diamond eye refracting rainbow of divine insight to commission me with numinous quest so I write epic of philosophers praising seekers of wisdom based on truth. Sitting at his workbench in market shop, Demiurgus molds shapeless material of metal, clay, and wood into new forms existing within bounds of time and space that embody each changeless ideal form to create virtual model of the world. Counting gold coins in marble-columned fane, Jupiter designs economic plan to fund programs with fecund capital for farmers and craftsmen to create goods that nurture flourishing civilization managed by Hermes with his Wand of Wisdom. Gliding hot-air balloon in the blue sky, Yahweh floats over labyrinth of temples to watch over life in Garden of Eden till Adam steals apples from Tree of Life, so he descends on whirling wings of flame and drives him out from walls of paradise. Wandering in woods of rugged mountain caves with the wolf and the raven by his side, Gwodin wraps himself warm with bear-fur cloak, mixes red mushrooms with honey and milk, then drinks from holy grail of ecstasy to dance with frenzied energy of stars. For all immortal gods of ancient myths are characters and stories humans tell as shadows of our selves on monoliths, based on great noble men who once lived well, since every age invents God in their image to mirror errors of our mortal souls.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Monday, July 10, 2023
My Fragile Character
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