Get Lost In The World © Surazeus 2023 10 06 I had to go and get lost in the world, wandering far away from land of my birth to roam on signless roads that lead nowhere in strange landscapes of unfamiliar ghosts who teach me secret language of the rain, in order to find myself in my heart. I had to leave behind all I know well, climbing over high walls of paradise to explore vast wilderness beyond tales my father told about the way of things where I invent new stories about death, in order to know true essence of life. I had to take off bland mask of my name, erasing memories of my childhood games to play new role on stage of public power designed by faceless goddess in the tower who teaches me weird magic of thought words, in order for my god name to bloom bright. I had to search for God of Everywhere, addressing glow cloud on the mountain top who sings spells in flames of the burning bush till I strike rolling stone with wand of dream to open fountain spring of the flying horse, in order to wake Star Mind in my brain.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Friday, October 6, 2023
Get Lost In The World
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