Control Mindless Fate © Surazeus 2023 09 03 Exquisite tension of my body ghost reverberates expansive waves of hope though I repress intention of nerve haste that reshapes primal passion of the ape I have been for six million years of lust, so I drink grape wine from the silver cup. Cuddling my lover in tall apple trees, hearts beating in rhythm with ocean waves, I feel my body tense with fear and freeze at hiss of the serpent that rules dark caves, so I grip spear and stone with trembling hands, eager to fight fierce demon of stark lands. Entranced by beauty of her rainbow eyes, that bewitch me with dream of ancient time, I follow dazzling hum of honey bees that lure me to twisted tree by the stream where my cute wife enchants me with love ruse that charms me so I fertilize her womb. Cradling our baby close to my warm breast, that she generates from my spirit seed, I gaze in bright eyes and sing with soft zest conceptual tales that summarize my creed for how to perceive true nature of things wise enough to know how our spirit springs. Aesthetic passion of my singing brain asserts conceptual vision of my fate I will from abstract thought of psychic tone as I sail stream of change in verbal boat in search for sacred Mountain of the Moon where my Serpent Muse plays spellbinding flute. Repressing mindless lust to generate aggressive children from one thousand brides, I channel hope for life to navigate harsh waste land where soul-eating monster hides when I express desire to savor life by mandating order from power strife. Attentive with omniscient eye of god, I maintain social order of sky-thought from throne of truth on flat-top pyramid, dictating proverbs for scribes to transmit moral lessons that define what is good, though I was born from snake-queen with lame foot. Through vision stories broadcast from my breath my performance on political stage creates institute that survives my death so men play role of peace I forge from rage by reigning as elected head of state in vain attempt to control mindless fate.
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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