Diamond Eye Of Fate © Surazeus 2024 10 21 Another hour of snow-glow in the mind preserves eccentric wisdom of the stone that sighs in pleasure at the river flow caressing concept of its round facade with subtle whisper writhing in flame-style to transcend sorrow of this shadow world. Thought essence of important principle relates my brain through fluid metaphor to roads extending far beyond fear-walls in shape-adjusting network redesigned to link world cities in metropolis that morphs how I conceive my body frame. All rigid stereotypes of social clowns, who take themselves so seriously as good to hide their awkward insecurities behind sweet-painted mask of snarkiness, inform blank statues in vast hall of souls whose faces mirror monsters of the sea. Diversified portfolio through greed contrives bright fantasy of bold success enhanced by chemicals of super-strength that charge aggressive goals of excess wealth with fierce ambition to control the minds of hungry people willing to work hard. Each new-crowned Caesar struts with haughty pride in grand parade of stately arrogance to awe the people crowded in the streets that God in Person walks upon frail Earth, yet all his children wander lost in Hell since he forgot his fortune in the well. With grim affect of fluctuating wings I reassess weird state of politics in which the God of Light and God of Dark contest to rule the universe of souls who watch their chess game on the pyramid presided by the Diamond Eye of Fate. Presenting history of my family as cosmic ideal of immortal truth, I take off mask of Jupiter to show true nature of my ghostly clockwork soul which powers function of our global state in tragic comedy of lost romance. Regret for careless actions of my youth reminds me when the Tree of Knowledge falls monkeys scatter from the imperial court, so I hide key of wisdom in my heart as Sisyphus projects the rolling stone to crush gold statue of the haughty king.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Monday, October 21, 2024
Diamond Eye Of Fate
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Orpheus lies on the therapy couch as Freud listens to him talk about the relationship of his father and mother, then listens as he explains how suppressed emotions empower his musical art.
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