Horrible Beauty Of Death © Surazeus 2024 11 10 Through analytic desire of the mind, exploring horrible beauty of death, I contain grief of damage in strange art by formulating process of despair we program in our hearts with charming song that channels voice of sorrow from the ghost. No pre-ordained analytic idea governs expression of heart-breaking grief till I bind cries of anguish with sweet words weaving complex tapestry of distress in long series of vignettes which portray progress of my vain quest to evade death. Penelope unweaves tale of my life each night of terror in the bleeding moon to hide festering wound of her bruised heart with idyllic scenes of romantic love showing shepherds and weavers in lush fields building temples from bones of gods and kings. This material body of flesh on bone, generated by Mother in her womb, is chemical machine of moving parts which conjures glowing spirit of my soul so my conscious awareness of myself is function of my neural-networked brain. Aesthetic of the random rendezvous between material nature of my body and spiritual essence flashing my brain expands embellished by connective force between pure eye of mental contemplation and earth-stained hand of objective production. Kneeling in Garden of Eden each dawn, I dig hole in the earth to plant fruit seeds, but gazing in vast darkness of my mind I see hollow vacancy of my heart contained by dense black-hole star of dead light that spins as iron core inside the Earth. As descendant of Orpheus, still alive four thousand years since he spelunked the mind by searching caverns of the underworld to interpret weird shadows on the wall that both Plato and Freud explained is real, I sing to give all my ancestors voice. When Jesus emerges from shadowed tomb, lead by Orpheus from the underworld, he appears to glow with ethereal light, so Mary Magdalene, his pregnant bride, reaches out to touch his material form, relieved he does not vanish into dream.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Sunday, November 10, 2024
Horrible Beauty Of Death
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Orpheus smiles with pleased amusement as Jesus and his wife Mary Magdalene embrace with excited joy after being apart during their secret operation to fake his death and escape across the sea with their children.
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