Valence Of Mute Love © Surazeus 2025 04 13 Weird otherness of the thing in itself, symbolized by snow flakes of unique style, inspires me to shift sharp focus of hope on traumatic terrain of psychic games based on unconscious substance of desire that shimmers with sepia glamor of faith. Because language is the house of my being, which shelters fragile spirit of my heart, I steal bright flame from the lightning-struck tree with brazier I swiped from Temple of Zeus to activate bonfire of vanities when we set fire to mansions of the greedy. If we dare disrupt language of state power with penetrating insight into fear, which catalyzes hearts of frightened souls, we might find subtle secret of the stars laid open with empty newness of being that records our lamentations of death. Erotic allure of thought alchemy, through which we transform visions of our brains to carefully worded religious doctrine, by which we brainwash children of the damned to share earth-fostered wealth of hungry hands, enchants my heart with secret of success. Voluptuous tone of brooding nonchalance beguiles my heart with texture of true love which still provokes analysis of fate with granular code of compulsive lust, aggressive with passion of pretty faith contrived by hypnotic spells of revision. Awake with shock of alligator truth, we sit on rugged hill of fake salvation to contemplate the blooming rose of winter which heals word-festered wounds of honest hope beneath the undercutting gaze of fate who unfurls spirit of faith from our bones. Obscured by contents of exploding books that flap raven wings in ecstatic joy, we kiss each other till we resurrect, holy insight preserving amplitude that remains with perennial cynicism to witness shocking beauty of this world. No cure for loneliness of aching hearts unveils absence of essential respect which haunts our hearts with valence of mute love that bonds our bodies with mutual desire through measurement of darkness that remains vast as bright galaxies between our eyes.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Sunday, April 13, 2025
Valence Of Mute Love
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Orpheus experiments with alchemical formulas to find the secret of transforming the body into pure spirit, but realizes everybody will die.
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