Right To Rule Byzantium © Surazeus 2023 08 31 Beneath the golden bough of arrogance, where kings enforce bold arbitrary rules then pay the price of social sacrifice, I tend contentious flames of bitter truth to study strange complexities of life while dancing agony of honest love. Though I scorn flashy glories of world fame to channel visions of demonic truth through revelation of tormented hope that humans clutch with greedy hands of faith, I tame strange furies of complexity which proves my right to rule Byzantium. Where Valentinus strides in marble hall, still haunted by bright shadows of his face, wise Bythos rises from dark sea of truth with silent depth of soul profundity providing hypostatic concept of true love when I speak Word of Wisdom in the Church. Because Sophia births child of my seed who molds ideas with lithe crafting hands to manage constant change of atom flow, I stand on flat-top pyramid of stars to sing creation of our universe swirled from catastrophe of aching love. From bright Pleroma of the White Whole beams conceptual fullness of vast galaxies that spiral outward through eternity from radical vortex of the mind gyre so I recognize depth of cosmic being that glows from atoms of my dreaming brain. Constructing virtual model of this Earth on firm foundation of knowledge I earn, I forge true key of salvation from truth while chanting spells of spiritual desire that dispel dark ignorant fog of faith so I can perceive essence of all things. At pulsing flash of weird epiphany I sing in harmony with lightning strikes that I am wise Poemander of the mind, for I am with you everywhere in time as Nobody who wears new Mask of God to dethrone Jesus and reign as World King. On Emerald Tablet of sly Mercury my name is carved with dragon runes of truth so when my soul is born from fertile womb of Sophia Ishtar in vast Hall of Stars you will see my face in Mirror of Faith when I claim right to rule Byzantium.
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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