Round Table Of Faith © Surazeus 2024 05 06 Weird impulse of my heart to jump through time beyond capricious whim of self-restraint compels vindictive avarice of faith to perform impertinence of desire based on cupidity of social power with profligate passion of the fierce knave. Still indolent through bland venality with pettiness of the incompetent, the gullible obey the arrogant insatiate with torpidity of faith to prove their timid loyalty of greed, paralyzed by morbidity of truth. With vague turgidity of sacred laws, confused by strenuous turgency of faith, the haughty jester of the frozen church displays divergent tact of false alarms through dire emergency of timely faith each time another tyrant falls from power. Yet he just sits at round table of faith and stares at stars that streak across the sky to light stone walls of paradise with flame bright enough to blind the prophet of fear who ponders critical stance of state pride with cruel mendacity of faceless gods. Eager to survive these tumultuous times, despite imperative to colonize fertile valley of the spell-singing snake, I stare at visions of future events that glow in urgent waters of the stream with shy tenacity of mindless faith. Though strung up by his feet in the town square, the state boss who makes the trains run on time sends soldiers marching as to holy war beneath the bleeding cross of haughty faith that motivates attempt to conquer death who leaves us trapped in walls of paradise. Dire shadow of the early evening glow hangs still in forest of unmoving oaks to shroud momentous passion of the mind precipitate with eagerness of faith as if imperative to conquer Earth were no more than dinner joke of the rich. Monotonous sermon on treeless mount inhibits free expression of the heart in nation stagnant with arrogant faith because mad prophet of the humming toad would be paralyzed by the prize of fame so he jumps through time in words of his eyes.
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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