Island Of Weird Faith © Surazeus 2023 10 26 Away from everything I know and love on clacking wheels of anguish unforetold I realign the real with regal shove which disenrolls my soul from psychic mold so I can reinstate the faceless ghost as blind prophet who wanders misty coast. Weird nonsense of the multifarious book which contradicts cruel edict of the seer deceives Silverius when he asks the cook to prove true beauty blooms from wordless fear since dogs consume dead warriors by the sea who once believed they fought for Liberty. From children who survive each bombing raid new holy angels rise from flames of war with lust for honor that might never fade though hot blood flows from the humanoid core when angry men go on wild killing sprees because they cannot understand dream keys. Alone in cave on Palmarola Isle, Silverius watches shadows of his mind transform to shining god from crocodile when he eats mushroom Apollo designed to reprogram brains of devils with truth that makes them angels of messiah sleuth. Elusive crystal eye of ancient thought refracts conceptual ideas through words, so we discover what the prophet sought who shares tragic plot with the haughty birds because they disappear in glowing screen of myth engineered by the faith machine. Heart empty from patent faith of despair, I lie on jagged island of weird faith in exile from mirrored court of fake prayer while eerie tune sung by the cosmic wraith hypnotizes my mind with tragic play which Hamlet directs to dispel doomsday. Awake with ancient wisdom of mute stars, Silverius stands on ocean beach of hope while Ishtar floats over highway of cars to give him book with jokes that help him cope with anguish that he lost the power game while clutching broken jade seal of world fame. If only we could dwell in mirror hall that resembles Heaven we dream in tales which conjure vision of the Formless All, then we would weigh evidence on frank scales to expose true face of the cosmic herald whose spells will soon reorganize the world.
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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