Our Fight To Survive © Surazeus 2024 01 21 The way dead leaves hang in gold light of dawn teaches me how to follow secret truth so I understand feelings hid in my heart that drive me to express in strangled words intention to survive surprise of pain that shatters illusion of our dream world. Humiliation of suffering from pain so many people of our world endure fails to tap resources of divine strength for spirits trapped in their interior lives with no prophetic diva with bright smile to sing strange beauty of sorrow they feel. Still running lost in labyrinth of hope millions of people escaping bomb blasts search endlessly for grove of apple trees where they can rest from terror of mute Death who always lurks in shadows of despair with bitter hunger of the predator. Yet when we band together in cold fear to form community of common faith, bonded by grand vision of the fierce fool, we work together to defeat the monster with humble disdain for his haughty rage in fight for freedom of the common soul. United by our common goal to live, expressed by prophecies of the blind seer, we form new nation with noble intent to claim fertile territory as our own, enclosing paradise with walls of faith that provide safe haven for all the lost. For centuries we build our private state organized around strict rules of behavior that maintain integrity of our strength to create children who obey the rules designed to enforce process of our growth till we thrive in vast empire of our truth. Now lead by king who serves the Holy Grail that generates life from womb of the Earth, we expand boundaries of religious faith to assimilate all nations of man within our whole superior way of life as we exercise police-state control. Our fight to survive in the wilderness fuels motivation of our empire growth to organize talents and skills of workers toward profit-driven industry of power till we control our globe spinning in space ruled by united nations of one god.
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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