Chaos Of World Revolution © Surazeus 2024 11 07 Whatever fruit falls from the Tree of Knowledge, I place it in woven basket of hope, then skip merrily on the signless road to my humble vine-entangled stone cottage where Cronus teaches me to bake fruit pie so I can work for him as the Dream Spy. Knocking on the gold jeweled gate of Heaven, I state I have fresh pies for Jupiter, so I follow red robe of Lucifer who bids me enter chamber of the Raven where Apollo plays lyre of Mercury while Minerva practices sorcery. Standing before map of United Nations, Jupiter ponders strange state of the world, then turns with puzzled frown to cosmic herald who calculates fortune with constellations that shimmer on the huge computer screen with globe of the Earth mapped by Melusine. Drifting outside to fairy-crowded garden, I decide to join the wild masquerade celebrating ascendance of Mermaid who wears jeweled crown as Empress of Eden to climb high crystal Ziggurat of Ur where Ishtar hands scepter to Jupiter. Entranced by beauty of delicate fairies, who write physics formulas on blackboards, I follow campaigns of horse-riding hordes who pause for Easter to gather ripe berries, then kneel before Jupiter on gold throne whose statue is smashed by the rolling stone. Standing on ziggurat of global power, Jupiter extends scepter in his hand so his spiraling hawk surveys the land which he rules as guard from Rapunzel Tower, while people in the town square watch the clown mock the pompous emperor with fake crown. While Jupiter struts in parade of glory Mars leaps to assassinate haughty god, shouting that he is nothing but a fraud, till, distracted by boorish oratory, he wounds the Fisher King with sword of greed to reconstitute our imperial creed. Escaping chaos of world revolution, I hurry back to garden of fruit trees for soul-calming music of honey bees, then float with Shiva in soul meditation while ambitious tyrants destroy the world till second coming of the cosmic herald.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus, reporter for World News Network, stands before camera and breathlessly announces that Mars has assassinated Jupiter just after he was elected Emperor of Earth.
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