Get My Balance Back © Surazeus 2024 10 21 Sometimes I learn with incompetent grace I have to fall to get my balance back. Without map of world roads I have no face, so I invent psychology of lack with fractured algorithm woven tight from twisted melancholy of soul light. Tumbling backward in abyss of hate, I flap lame wings to get my balance back. Without book of fantasy and true faith I wander nowhere on the holy track that should lead me to temple of the wraith who invites me in to Palace of Fate. Refusing to accept doctrine of pain, I scream at wind to get my balance back. Purple flowers blossom from my sponge brain, exploding from mountainous money stack on which brave pilgrims climb to meet with God who recruits lost souls for his justice squad. Sometimes I like to lie in river boat and whisper vow to get my balance back. Ghosts who talk on the television screen reveal to me the secret of the knack for tweaking function of the dream machine while angels edit formulas clowns wrote. If children find entrance to my dream cave I crack cute jokes to get my balance back. Alice translates code of the ocean wave while collecting mushrooms in leather sack to brew wine in cauldron of Ceridwen who wears jeweled crown of the Scarlet Queen. Seeking psychic inspiration of Awe, I somersault to get my balance back. He reinvents the American tune when Taliesin solves our psychotic hack to reprogram curse of the Freedom Boon that clears the way for reign of Onatah. Singing spells of indeterminacy, I guard voters to get my balance back. To maintain strong state of democracy based on wise proverbs in the almanac, we unite with Minerva to preserve equal justice that all people deserve. If state of our world seems to fall apart I respect truth to get my balance back. Bearing Torch of Freedom in maze of myths in noble fight against the maniac, so we progress to ring of monoliths, I map new way of hope with the star chart.
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
Get My Balance Back
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Orpheus twirls around on nimble ballet toes of desperate hope to get his balance back for faith in goodness of humanity.
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