Play Hide And Seek © Surazeus 2024 12 05 If I cleanse bitter sorrow off my face with herbal cream from flowers of the moon, I can hear your voices in outer space warn me of accepting the royal boon. Children play hide and seek in ruins of Hell on which we build cathedral with gold bell. If I accelerate my leap of faith straight off jagged Cliffs of Insanity, I can soar high to cavern of the wraith to learn creed of Astarianity. Children play hide and seek in empty church to mock the clown who fails his sacred search. If I walk city streets with my Sun Lion in glamorous parade of grand state power, I can reign in Star Palace on Mount Zion as Queen Ishtar in thirteen-level tower. Children play hide and seek in city park where the jester studies the pulsing quark. If angels marry devils without rings which endow power on bearer of fate, I can pretend I have Icarian wings when I fight against state parties of hate. Children play hide and seek in downtown mall then pause by fountain of youth at the call. If I watch television shows all day that depict rise and fall of haughty lords, I can record secret thoughts people pray with naive faith to gods with bloody swords. Children play hide and seek in ancient myths by teleporting to worlds through monoliths. If I translate weird songs of ocean waves to solemn hymns church congregations chant, I know princesses fall in love with knaves in scandals contrived from unpriestly rants. Children play hide and seek in story scrolls to wear costumes for anti-social roles. If I chat with Clock Girl in the oak trunk whose prophecies of doom no one believes, I can locate where Ship of State was sunk after mutiny by the King of Thieves. Children play hide and seek in holy books then eat healthy meals made by cosmic cooks. If I am born again from mummy pod on Phoenix wings of supernatural force, I can return to Earth with mask of God to map concept of our progressive course. Children play hide and seek in fairy tales while rebel prophets get swallowed by whales.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Thursday, December 5, 2024
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Orpheus buys herbal facial cleansing cream at the marble-walled shopping mall where Midas goes on a shooting rampage to steal the election from Minerva.
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