Chitty Chitty Bang Bang © Surazeus 2024 09 22 While driving home in the late afternoon with rumbling cars in maze of busy streets, I think I see Christ waiting for the light at the intersection of Death and Truth, but on approach I see middle-aged man wearing gray sweats and yellow baseball cap. At that strange moment of profound insight with revelation of the cosmic kind, I know this spinning world will never end though humans who inhabit its extent may annihilate themselves in world war, so I smile and contemplate scope of fate. I half expect Christ in the baseball cap to spread his arms and float into the sky on unseen angel wings of divine faith, but he just walks across the busy road when the light turns green as the lonely ghost who gleams above the moon-enchanted sea. So I push button by the steering wheel that spreads demonic wings beneath my car which soars up high above the traffic jam with chitty chitty bang bang and soft whirl while gliding east to Isle of Avalon where the Fairy Queen welcomes me back home. If I fly far enough around the Earth, swifter than Superman on fluttering cape, which I wave to distract the Minotaur while leading refugees from global war safe through the labyrinth of religious myth, I could escape to lush Elysian Fields. With beaming smile of welcome home for me, my Fairy Queen, who still rules Avalon, offers Holy Grail of Dionysian wine so I drink and dance in grand Stonehenge Hall, then play lyre of Mercury and sing spell that conjures sylphs to make nuclear bombs poof. Bright sparkles rain down on the upturned masks of humans gathered on Haryana Plain to watch Jupiter and Krishna engage in global chess game over who defines atomic nature of reality which maps Aryavarta on globe of truth. As Emperor of Anglonesian Empire, I turn into the driveway of my home, then sit on the back porch and play guitar while complex civilization of Earth blossoms from golden apple of my eye while eight billion humans contemplate why.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Sunday, September 22, 2024
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
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Orpheus visits factory where Icarus manufactures Flying Cars for citizens of the Anglonesian Empire.
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