Star Of Their Own Show © Surazeus 2024 02 25 Every soul is the star of their own show, performing role that blossoms from their heart after they suffer psychic death from fear when they see their own face in the abyss, and return from the desert with their truth that guides them as they play messiah sleuth. Convinced I am blind prophet of the moon, I stand outside front door of my quaint home and stare at shadows of elusive souls who strut and fret their hours on stage of hope till sound and fury of our social angst gets translated into romantic songs. Stuck in religious maze of ancient lies, I turn away from the crucified god and go on quest told in every folk tale as happy fool who prances off the cliff, then fly on wings of Icarus to find paradise lost in islands of the west. In ancient temple on the lonely isle I find statue of that god who plays lyre whose spirit glows with energy of love that reflects the spirit I choose to live, so I find spirit of my own true soul deep in hollow ocean cave of my heart. Though I am the star in my own life show, I prefer nobody watch me perform because all I do each hour of the day is create virtual worlds that imitate our real world in map terrains and dream poems where I play alone in my paradise. Though sons of Jesus reign as presidents with goal to build world empire of free will, I sit in backyard of my humble home and mutter prophecies no one can hear because the tyrant grasping at the crown will fall into Hell from his own vain pride. So while I strum the lyre of Mercury and sing strange riddles no one dares to read the timid flock of deer invade my yard and graze among oaks behind the white fence while glancing up at me with shining eyes as if I am Cernunnos in the flesh. When the tiny bells of Avalon ring to call me home across the stormy sea, I seek my solitude in mountain vale far away from social dramas of fame to sing strange beauty of this Earth I love because I am the star of my own show.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Sunday, February 25, 2024
Star Of Their Own Show
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