Blind Eyes Of God © Surazeus 2024 11 20 When forest of my sorrow overwhelms street of public responsibility with cries of wild creatures searching for love, I will go when the green traffic light gleams stranger than eye of the dragon that sings beneath dark ocean waves of memories. I cannot find wet street of my first vision, yet street lamps lead me to abandoned church where I catch raindrops from blind eyes of God that ring with sound of silence in the gloom till I convert saddest tune of my heart to solemn hymn I sing before I die. Though I traversed the waste land long ago to map the signless roads of everywhere that lead to castle on Cliffs of Despair, I carry sand of ghost-contriving words which once formed skull and lyre of Orpheus in leather bag with Ring of the Star Eye. When I left my home and my family I journeyed east to flee the Promised Land where my ancestors came in wagon trains to find the secret of the Holy Grail which shines in hands of the woman I love so we raise children in safe zone of our home. This story seems to be about my trip through the endless maze of America built on the ruins of Britain and Rome, but I see history of humanity swirl in tides of ambition and despair as empires rise and fall in waves of change. Since I am now too far from Helicon, and Parnassus is way beyond my reach, I climb Takoma, Mountain of my Muse, to see how far from sea to shining sea Empire of Anglonesia in my heart crowns northern hemisphere of spinning Earth. When rogue gangsters in heart of darkness build private armies of warriors from lost tribes, kings who rule systems of state violence send assassins to slay the tyrant bull in religious ritual of sacrifice that props power through apocalypse now. At darkest hour the Hidden Dragon stirs beneath dark ocean waves of memories, and, when he grasps fruit of the Golden Bough, will slay the antichrist to cleanse our hearts to dwell in United Nations of Earth with Justice and Liberty for all.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus finds Kurtz hiding with Plato in the Cave of Illusions where they talk about how states claim official right of violence through government institutions.
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