White Half-Sunk Boat © Surazeus 2025 03 17 The pear on the porcelain plate desires soft caress of delicate leaves to feel passion of hundred million open doors that call the old man in white half-sunk boat who splashes river water to explain how generosity of love seals fate. He tells happy children in the schoolyard that he must go to the jungle of fear and fight the monsters of despairing greed where eyeless angels float among tall trees to calculate sentient grade of true love sold by the old man in white half-sunk boat. Stumbling over the invisible wall that forms the boundary line of arrogance between opposing nation-states of mind, he waits still in white half-sunk boat of faith for birds of paradise to claim gold keys so they can live in castles made of sand. Each book he steals from vast library hall, that describes maneuver tactics of war, he scatters in the muddy field of corn along with the long-forgotten brass horn that Jericho blew to defeat the king in revolution of white half-sunk boat. With crozier forged from dragon-crippling brass Patricius strides on snake-infested shore to fight death-eaters in the ring of stones who oppress people of the Emerald Isle which frees their bodies from their mind control so they gather by the river at dusk. Ignoring old man in white half-sunk boat who prophesies the falling of fake bombs, the priest twirls crozier in tense martial stance and fights fierce shaman of the serpent cult for who has right to live in paradise and eat fruit of the sacred knowledge tree. The pear on the table of puzzle shards shines suddenly bright with ten thousand eyes who all gaze at glass screen of timeless dreams which display faceless ghosts of politics as noble heroes who sacrificed life to save their families for the photograph. Torn photograph of his large family twitches in white half-sunk boat of regret so he limps slow with stoic agony to buy his eyes back from the jester-king then sits on back porch with stringless guitar to sing heart-breaking psalms of fortitude.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus faces Patricius in the ring of stones on Hill of Tara to discuss civil rights of every person born from the rolling stone.
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