Restore World Democracy © Surazeus 2024 12 08 First I lay down gold flash of panel light to base foundation supporting each thought, then build progressive principle of flight with structures blossoming from psychic naught to create the White Whole from Zero Eye existing within framework of the Why. Awake before first glimmer of red dawn, aware I still exist in mortal form, I laugh every king began as the pawn who managed to survive fierce social storm through clever calculation of the truth, transforming from fool to messiah sleuth. Not quite important as the Holy Book recording tales of heroes fooling God, my Book of Jesters in love with the Cook detail their journey as the Justice Squad fighting against thief-kings of tyranny to maintain progress of democracy. Though I am Nobody mapping the world with time-animated atlas of faith, I proclaim coming of the cosmic herald who channels wisdom of the global wraith to enlighten humanity with hope that together we help each other cope. The loss of each good person I adore who stumbles and falls from the road of fate tears at my heart that they are here no more, lost before we attain the city gate, so I carve their names on the temple wall in cascade of souls down the waterfall. No charismatic savior of mankind, I record chronicle of world events to analyze religion Death designed converting saints from bitter malcontents who grasp for power with fake hand of gold as crown of wisdom has been bought and sold. Alone in Garden of Gethsemane, among lush apple trees on summer eve, I hear sweet songs of nightingales that key conceptual code of beauty when we grieve unchanging beauty on the Grecian urn while cities bombed in wars collapse and burn. From nothing of despair and honesty I build virtual world that imitates Earth through grandiose epic of philosophy for Academia to gain second birth from bankers who enslave humanity so we can restore world democracy.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus finds Crown of Christ abandoned in the shining city on the hill so he encases it in glass in Museum of World Saviors where people take photos with their phones to post on social media.
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