Rainbow Of The Apocalypse © Surazeus 2024 08 17 Though I wander windowless maze of dreams to see how our cosmos unspools in words, I always find myself beside the lake where skulls of people I love sing in rain, so I gaze at the sky of long-dead stars that beam rainbow of the apocalypse. While I meander ghostless maze of homes, I map long history of our world in tales describing how couples in love create villages crowded with ambitious players who expand family business to acquire wealth from rainbow of the apocalypse. If I trudge shadowless maze of school halls to study mirror of the flaming sky that gleams with grandeur of the lonely road, I might find secret cove where I can fish in peaceful silence of the razor winds blown from rainbow of the apocalypse. Since I roam lost in maze of roadside diners where forgotten singers and movie stars eat hamburgers with Perseus and Thor, I translate howl of Nature to record sublime beauty of my organic brain born from rainbow of the apocalypse. Though I wait hopeless in maze of oak trees draped in radiant moss of midnight respect, I watch fierce battle of angelic tanks fought over who controls kite of my heart which transmits radio shows around the world based on rainbow of the apocalypse. While I ride plane in maze of temple clouds where mind-gods lounge in changeless paradise, I search for the body I left behind when I escaped dark shadow of the war on wings with feathers woven from fake words spawned by rainbow of the apocalypse. If I map maze of human arrogance with tales of tyrants taking power by force, I might get stuck in castle on the hill where my paranoid ancestors ruled empires till I abdicate throne of divine right to paint rainbow of the apocalypse. Since I play world hero in maze of myths to free the people of Earth from despair, I defeat dictator, who thinks he rules, with Sword of Justice to guard Liberty who prosecutes criminals with the law that builds rainbow of the apocalypse.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus becomes a scientist to study rainbow of the apocalypse.
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