Secret Shadow Of Your Soul © Surazeus 2023 08 17 When I break the mirror of my vast heart I find the secret shadow of your soul so I cry out to Glow Cloud in the sky to help me map my journey on star chart that gives new meaning to my social role which I leave behind to puzzle the why. I try to gather your soul in my hands after you fall from intransigent star but you spread wings of arrogant respect and soar away across the roadless lands though I advise you not to stray too far since we must navigate cause and effect. In quest to balance reason and desire, by harnessing passion with moral rules, I project weird vision of my free will designed as metaphor for global choir which integrates our individual roles in social harmony our dreams fulfill. I feel your spirit in the Everywhere as wind that whispers secrets I transcribe in psychic formulas explaining how our bodies generate with loving care new conscious souls to energize our tribe who sing together in Forever Now. My fears blaze trails across the wilderness to fence my savage lust with cool respect through empathy for feelings of each soul so I name roads with signs of happiness that help me comprehend in retrospect events I witness while on dream patrol. Each word I speak seems to debilitate world view my mind projects as common sense to bolster vision of my will as truth because my prayers cannot exhilarate mocking demons who dance on broken fence of global state built by messiah sleuth. With each new failed attempt to juxtapose patriotic seer against treasonous clown I understand contrast between their ways when they treat human beings in civic shows as friends who work to build their vital town or slaves they exploit for wealth they appraise. With searing pain my broken heart absorbs my soul grows stronger on proverbs of faith that program how I function on world stage when my hands manipulate psychic orbs through apotheosis as cosmic wraith so I record our world war on blank page.
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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