Monday, October 21, 2024

Diamond Eye Of Fate

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. 



1 comment:

  1. 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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