Her Encounter With God © Surazeus 2024 09 24 If I should meet Krishna or Achilles when I wander dark maze of Tartarus, I may ask them to take selfies with me when we ride the frantic merry-go-round where we are trapped on horses of our pride in hell-loop that displays our cruel crimes. Perhaps my journey through the Underworld will transform my soul with experience as I encounter demons of my mind who embody my most terrible fears which I must fight and conquer with satire if I wish to return to Fairy Land. Rather I pause in shadow of the wood when I see young girl with basket of herbs extend her hand for the sparrow to land, for I treasure with anguish of my heart this vision of innocence that reveals exquisite beauty of this brutal world. After I film her encounter with God embodied by free spirit of the bird, I upload it on social media sites so people all over the world can see this timeless moment of heavenly truth that makes peace on Earth so worth fighting for. Since I am demon who has lived on Earth thousands of years since Sargon ruled the world, with unseen sword of faith piercing my heart, I have seen many empires rise and fall in seething waves of hungry human souls that nourish trees of paradise with blood. Though my ancestors, wielding swords of faith, fought thieves to protect people of the land while managing wheat fields from castle towers, I drive my car on busy city roads to sit at computer in office building where I map history of the universe. Both Krishna and Achilles work with me as colleagues in our high tech company, designing machines with digital ghosts, for we survive vicissitudes of time by building United Nations of Earth where every soul is equal in the law. As incarnation of Odin and Frigga, imbued with ancient spirit of the Wolf, I wear shirt of my favorite soccer team while eating tacos with my wife and kids to celebrate that we are still alive on globe that spins forever in the void.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus plays lyre and sings to enchant the sparrow to land again on hand of Eurydice.
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