Sacred Scroll Of Melkhizath © Surazeus 2024 12 14 With Puff the magic dragon and King Lear I stroll the windy shores of Windermere to find the sacred scroll of Melkhizath with map that shows the hidden Golden Path we must follow to save democracy from brilliant candor of hypocrisy. With honest truth I may out-shout the storm in vain attempt to formulate the norm designed by Star Wraith to contain the soul that spirals waves across the sandy shoal I wade across to island of the fool who secretly invents the useful tool. I dream about my house on River Styx where nameless fairies play conceptual tricks that bind my spirit with frail spider skein to keep me safe along the country lane, yet I name every ghost inside its walls since they prefer to dwell in waterfalls. Though quality of darkness is desire, I choose to leave the grand cathedral choir and journey by myself on signless roads to lonely meadows of the singing toads who teach me secret of psychic pretense when I breathe light from nakedness of sense. From cold colliding rockets of the mind I wander endless garden of the blind who gather mute in menace of our fate to never breach the weird celestial gate with stiff excitement of the psychic spark since joy attends our picnic in the park. I keep my memories in the secret box Pandora gave me with key to its locks because she wants to understand the tune that rings from sea waves of the tidal moon, so we sit chatting by the rune-star well on mossy stones till ringing of the bell. With careful attention to my world view I assemble puzzle pieces I drew to recite strange names of the disappeared, ambiguous with demons I once feared, though the sea pauses when the truth is told, because the book of wisdom never sold. Look for me each day on the vacant shore as you paint my face on the unlocked door, and watch for my postcards from edge of time which prove our hearts beat in rhythm with slime for we have found the ancient Golden Path first blazed and named by faith of Melkhizath.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, December 14, 2024
Sacred Scroll Of Melkhizath
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Orpheus finds box Pandora gave his grandfather half-buried under roots of the chestnut tree that grows wildly huge in Macondo on shore of the River Styx.
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