Alligator Of Ambition © Surazeus 2025 05 01 If the indifferent butterfly of chaos remembers riddle of the secret name my mother invented from scattered stones, then I can gather apples of the mind from lonely grandmother tree by the lake who teaches me how to discern the fake. Yet pretty horses of the Renaissance tell cute jokes about me behind my back so I spread cape of Mithras to the wind and surf on alligator of ambition to chase the Holy Ghost to halls of Heaven where she grills hamburger for me to eat. Two boys, who are the sons of rival sisters, leave the river village to join the army, and one returns a mutilated corpse while the other returns on a white horse as the general who conquers the whole land and crowns himself the King of Everywhere. Though watchers in wheat fields disturb the sun with angry rain from the storm-breeding seas, the sky unfolds as banner of wild flame that guides the refugees from brutal wars to invade valley of the singing skull where old people sell loaves of loneliness. Descended from son of the Teuton king who threw his broken sword into the lake, the boy, who pretends he is the fierce wolf, gives ring of his mother to the sad girl who waits in the carriage with broken wheels, so she runs away with him to the moon. Since I am son of the blonde Gothic girl and the black-haired Hun on the wind-winged horse, I declare myself king of the whole world, then beat everyone who laughs in my face till they give me their sisters as my wives then burn down my feasting hall at midnight. After they all vote for the narcissist whose face overshadows ghost of their souls in the fractured mirror of world events, we scatter chess pieces across the sand because Death will always win game of life, then eat apple pie as the sun burns out. The shrieking whistle of the passing train fades into sunset of the movie screen, so I dream how the world changes the rules to restore the Roman Empire today from Europe, Russia, and America forged by the shining son of Taranis.
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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Thursday, May 1, 2025
Alligator Of Ambition
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Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury in the court of Taranis as the presidents of all the countries in the world assemble to feast at his coronation as Emperor of Earth.
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