Global Psychic Chart © Surazeus 2023 08 01 Red glow of sunset on trunks of ghost trees reveals no mystery I can ascertain except audacity of mordant breeze to prove sardonic wisdom of the rain we must accept if we would win award for opposing tyranny of the Lord. Redundant flow of ardent honesty exposes transient thought my brain conceals, distorting justice based on travesty that we earn right to live with turning wheels to blaze new highway to the Promised Land where I explore vast maze of Samarkand. Alone on mountain peak with angel wings I seek my soul in misty Gui Lin range, enchanted by song the Peach Fairy sings whose vision teaches me strict art of change when I fight demon of greed in my mind to organize commune our hearts designed. When sunlight glitters white on mountain peak with voice of cold wind piercing my sad heart I must invent weird wisdom I would seek as I compose new global psychic chart that merges world religions in one faith to venerate love of the cosmic wraith. Yet when I pray in dark night of the soul for God to heal my child who cries in pain I hear no voice of comfort in my role as mother tearless by her grave in rain since light of joy burned to fear in her eyes, and I stare at nothing in empty skies. Hunched over broken desk by window frame, awake with vision of transcendent truth, I write tales about fairies with no name who like to assist the messiah sleuth who investigates true nature of things in quest to find twenty magic rings. We feast in fire-lit hall of Zathamar where Taliesin strums lost harp of David to wait second coming of Annatar as Lord of Gifts who deceives us with greed for I am destined to play Lucifer who frees Earth from the tyrant Jupiter. As Wizard of Words on Mount Damavand in love with Anahita, Water Maid, I twirl diamond-tipped Zamborian wand to battle Death in the video arcade through slow painful fall of America that we replace with state of Onatah.
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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