Ancient Soul Of Artemis © Surazeus 2024 04 27 The young deer that pauses on my front lawn and stares at me while I stare back at her may channel ancient soul of Artemis to visit me with some secret to say, but then she shyly turns and glides away without acknowledging wars of mankind. While gangsters masked as politicians fight over who will control grand halls of power I step outside the door to my front lawn and search for Artemis in glowing mist, but she is gone to wild forest of bliss where she knows beautiful truth of the flower. Gathered on the university lawn to protest endless wars of genocide, where people kill each other over land before the others kill them as they play, the children of snow cry to the Blue Sky to bring justice to the children of sand. The eagle in the blue sky of world power fights the hawk over who will rule the globe while the raven in the oak tree of faith brings mushrooms to mad prophet in the cave who dances with illusions of the mind while chanting arcane spells of thought control. Each morning when I wake before gold dawn I watch the cautious deer with moon-black eyes patrol the world with soul of Artemis whose bow of justice strikes down tyranny as we work to preserve democracy with equality and justice for all. In cavern of illusions by the sea I watch vision of human history that displays rise and fall of world empires where clever men present themselves as gods who organize institutions of power in our global food-production machine. I want to ride spirit of Artemis as she glides in the sky on wings of truth to fight greedy tyrants in halls of power, who take control of rich nations in coups, so people of each land may cast their vote to choose wise leaders they want with free will. Yet fierce Achilles, always mad with grief, kills noble Hector who protects his land, so mobs of thieves conquer productive states, enslaving honest people with blind greed, till the cosmic herald wields wand of wisdom to operate United Nations of Earth.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, April 27, 2024
Ancient Soul Of Artemis
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