Frantic Fantasy Of Wealth © Surazeus 2025 04 24 Frail ship that lurks on surging tide of hope spreads long swan wings of silver snowflakes wide with honest passion to transcend my dream and soar above catastrophe of faith that wrecks gridwork of analytic code composing frantic fantasy of wealth. Untwisting morbid concepts, discomposed by strangled fortitude of toxic faith, my fragile ship leaps granite-cracking waves on force of ardent breath anesthetized through daring deprivation based on facts administered by agents of despair. Distorted synonyms, aligned by state of reconfigured profiles we design by sculpting mindless stones of wretched time, destructure contours of conditioned walls we block from concepts contrived from desire despite excessive formulas birds cast. Thus to Antarctica by wooden ship we sail beyond neat-charted bounds of faith to walk unsteady hills of swirling snow as solid silhouettes composed of greed, exploring blurred appearance of glass wind that howls indifferent to our eager pride. Disrobed of warm conventions socialized, with curious passion to translate glass wind that courses swift with rhythmic flow of fate, I represent my naked wordless mind to elemental blast of voiceless thought with heart-entangled vines of dreamless love. Cold solitude of thoughtless urgency guides me through teeming throng of minds in fervent streets of grim resounding gloom when I inspire irreverent breath of fruit from essence steeped in tincture hope refines to fill my hungering heart with honest angst. If I decide to sing myself at last, and take to heart each atom we all share that weaves our lonely minds in sacred bond, I shall return from rugged mountain vales to lounge with casual indolence of truth in verdant grove of eerie nonchalance. By stripping veil of custom from my heart to greet the primal wind of friendless hills, I prove all landscapes undulating weird reflect lean passion of unmeasured faith that fuels my quest to comprehend despair so we can rise from fear and greet the day.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus explores Antarctica with hardy crew of Argonauts to find out if God is hiding in the mountains of glass wind.
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