Stay Alive In Heaven © Surazeus 2023 10 01 Darkening circle of transcendent vision that spirals from my footstep in the lake disturbs deep beauty of our tranquil fate so we begin to dare dream of revision in tandem with perception of the fake exposed by daring light that beams too late. What could negate strange insight of conception appears in flash of shadow on dark ridge where something calls me to attend its vow forever hovering beyond dim horizon enough to spark my heart awake with pledge to focus attention on here and now. Relationships devised on love deception augment our passion of the wolf to dodge strike of justice that flashes from dark sky with wordless spell of riddles which emblazon walls of safety framing the sacred lodge where ghosts of my ancestors haunt my eye. Through salvation attained by misdirection to jettison false beauty of my face in freakish project to dispel my ghost preachers speaking for God conjure division that traps war refugees in holy place because they profit from despair the most. Now safe in apple tree of ancient knowledge, which must have never seen the sultry moon, I breathe glass eggs of fatal honesty in vain attempt to stay alive in Heaven where I carve formulas with moonlit rune recording lesson through our tragedy. Because I sleep with open eye of college when I compose weird heart-enchanting tune which I forget in mental travesty, my soul appears to you as star-black raven too eager to grant fools the wealthy boon who fail to perform more than comedy. With resurrection I become more zealous to save lost souls who wander signless roads from agony of wisdom we attain after we decide our sad hearts must relish hypnotizing insight of huge god toads who sing in moonless swamps of howling rain. I dedicate my life to protect Tellus, goddess of marriage and fertility, whose eye on flat-top pyramid of love enchants my heart with stories I embellish through quest to overcome sterility with grand vision of galaxies above.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Sunday, October 1, 2023
Stay Alive In Heaven
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