River Full Of Fish © Surazeus 2025 05 02 Strange stories of boys and their fathers bleed sap from trees of ancient forests they saw with sharp-toothed tool of mute fear to construct one lone temple by river full of fish that expands into the vast city maze which I catalog with crow quill by lamplight. Each boulder of memory cut from clouds, which I roll up the hill of eager hope, rings with the voices of men without names who build enormous castles on high hills where they enforce authority of theft through violent assertion of their law. Whichever direction I choose to go away from oppression of greedy thugs, who call themselves the holy knights of god, I measure distance beyond prison walls which they insist will protect me from harm to find paradise outside their fake Heaven. Bells in the monastery of blind ghouls shock angels awake from graves of despair so they dance laughing in the sudden rain till they bring baskets of fruit to their mothers who recreate the world of dream machines into sprawling cities of shining towers. When I enter the small temple of wood, hidden deep in maze of wide asphalt streets, I find idol of every famous man venerated by teachers as wise gods who taught us angry apes how to be human, so I smash them all with Mercurian wand. I walk toward radiance of the glowing screen, fixed as oval mask over face of god, to read weird history of the human race written in constellations seers invent to give fluid apparitions of faith special habitation with divine form. Laughing at me with eyes that glitter stars, three Fates unravel network of my brain to weave with tangled threads of memory new tapestry of truth that frames my actions through strict ontology of moral rules with reprogrammed narrative I embody. Reflected clear in blue frame of the sea, my face embodies psychic energy which Earth programs into my dreaming brain so I fold water through wings of desire by listening to voice of humanity that whispers secrets in vibrating waves.
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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Friday, May 2, 2025
River Full Of Fish
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Orpheus teaches algebra to high school students who are eager to attend the weekend football game against their long-time rivals.
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