Hang Out By The River © Surazeus 2024 07 13 My shadow in the polished windowpane knows why I want to play the superhero, so I will weave spirals around my lane as I dance to eerie song of the sparrow who tweets about strange beauty of this life where I translate bitter tears to sweet laughter. While I decide how to perform my role alone on the bloody stage of world history, I compose weird story of mind-control when I investigate the murder mystery that leads me to Plato in his Dream Cave who enchants the world with visions of Heaven. My shadow walks down signless road of faith to find the Promised Land inside the mirror, but finds Blind Magician inventing truth as excuse to begin his reign of terror, so we build safe rooms in our minds to hide from cruel storm troopers loyal to King Midas. Though dictators always rise from the crowd, driven by fear to grasp the reins of power, the patient turning of the Wheels of Fate always hurls tyrants from the Burning Tower, yet we must unite with the love-forged key and fight with Justice to defend our freedom. My heart flies high on falcon wings of hope toward sacred grove of Muses on the mountain, so people gasp at flutter of my cape when I fight Satan to control the fountain which provides water for farmers in need to grow food we eat in Garden of Eden. At high noon in the dusty western town Jesus faces Satan in blazing battle, but in the end the winner is the clown who owns the valley and the herd of cattle since he tries to control the Supreme Court with money from oil that fuels his fortune. When Caesar struts on corpses of the dead and tries to crown himself King of the World Justice hurls spear at shadow of his head to announce coming of the Cosmic Herald who will make Roman Empire great again because Jupiter is always the winner. Men who declare themselves rulers of states rise and fall in waves of nationalist fever, but every king is struck down by the fates in war between the Tyrant and the Savior that never ends no matter how we live, so I prefer to hang out by the river.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Hang Out By The River
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Orpheus and Ophelia hang out by the river while Caesar tries to crown himself king of the world.
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