Keeping My Soul Safe © Surazeus 2024 05 12 Keeping my soul safe in the apple tree, with tight electric coils of mushroom brains, I drive car on long highway of success fueled by ambition of fake happiness, then walk with haunting music among grains that teach my mortal heart how to live free. Keeping my soul safe in the telephone, designed with modulations of field rows plowed by Cadmus who sows huge dragon teeth to train fierce warriors with religious faith, I build world empire based on wheat and cows, which I govern through the Sisyphus Stone. Keeping my soul safe in the sailing ship, built by the shipwright Argus with both hands from bones of dinosaurs found in dream cave, I translate magic spells of ocean waves to patriotic songs of warring lands who invent state truth using censorship. Keeping my soul safe in the dollar bill, printed by Pluto in cavern of hope, I strum gold strings on lyre of Mercury and sing national anthem of Liberty while lost boys in the army learn to cope in campaign to crown new King of the Hill. Keeping my soul safe in the story book, preserved in library of the blind ghost, I record deeds of gods who never lived in myths that tell how humans are conceived while singing in banquet hall for the host who praises sacred feast of the priest cook. Keeping my soul safe in the raven quill, I write epic tale of philosophers that programs new mental world-view code flashing in diamond eyes of the god toad who enthralls minds of army officers to obey commands of sky god Enlil. Keeping my soul safe in the idol form based on marble statue of Jupiter, which stands unmoving in museum hall, I return from Heaven as Parzival who steals Crown of Jesus from Lucifer to bind energy of the lightning storm. Keeping my soul safe in the rolling stone, that smashes statue of the tyrant king with curse of bureaucratic paperwork, I perform my role as government clerk mapping history of the world in the ring I wear as we stroll in the twilight zone.
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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