Doppelganger Of My Mind © Surazeus 2024 08 24 Though angel wings crush snake eggs of my mind, I sing in rhythm with the ocean wave because the same moon shines on every soul till small cloud of fear shadows half the sky reflecting anger in the hearts of men who become paintings on the mountain cliff. Since I become the shadow of my mind by thinking I can outwit game of Death, I try to savor beauty of this hour with every breath of wild wind I inhale when she gives me ripe fruit from Tree of Life that shrouds the underworld of our desire. If rain can recreate mask of my mind with each exquisite splash of radiant hope, then I will trace on page of the lost book shadow of my soul that consolidates mystery of faith through ethereal thoughts half-seen by unborn eyes as trace of why. Yet falling leaves reconstitute my mind from cherished concepts of protective prayer designed to vindicate deeds I perform when I revitalize safe social play reclaimed from swirling passion of starlight that sparks seeds to blossom in nation-states. How I promote new vision of my mind in sacred blueprint of contractual fate may be determined by brush of owl wings which I mistake for subtle hand of God, who floats around us in the eyeless air according to the last words of the fool. Since nothing could obliterate my mind fortified by nutrients of fairy wine, I welcome wanderers into my home and give them bread and water to consume while sparrows and crows perform joyful plays to entertain them before bombs explode. Startled by strange specter haunting my mind through apparitions of ancestral souls, I measure paranormal state of being with formulas based on ideal precepts till I perceive the world inside the world exposed by surreal riddles none ever solve. Reborn as doppelganger of my mind from celestial breath of the mushroom toad, who alone explains fragmentary blue of boundless heaven where no god dreams true, I turn around when you open your eyes because I am happy you are alive.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, August 24, 2024
Doppelganger Of My Mind
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Orpheus is the doppelganger of my mind.
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