Evolve Into Soul Of Odin © Surazeus 2025 06 12 Because of happiness stuck in my heart from which false memories of love are woven, I pretend my circle is but one part of deep darkness from which nothing is given, yet secret thoughts I cherish are long gone despite how sharing passion is condoned. Knowledge I gain from trees rooted in dirt trick me to think that strange events happen when I emerge from the book to assert my lawful right to keep my mind more open to new facts trickling from the mountain stream when I market myself as the dream schemer. We are not star-crossed lovers of the stage yet our souls are luminous less than sudden, since I tame my wolf nature of fierce rage that helps me evolve into soul of Odin which provides means to accumulate cash budgeted to fund strict marvels of passion. Each telephone that never deigns to ring expresses solemn intention to pardon sinners trapped in hell loop by broken wing that is no substitute for the lost garden where wealthy leeches trade barbarous wit because all that is gold pretends to glitter. If we decide to overcome our plight with wisdom encoded in joking banter, we might never escape trap of the trite that motivates how well-trained horses canter in harsh race of entrepreneurs to impress artists who invent new ways of expression. Thus she decides she will never atone for desire to untwist strict rules of grammar by speaking in code on the telephone in masterful performance of her stammer that tricks her true love to join the boat guild which meets in time-shifting frame of no building. Bleeding her signature in her new book about the wicked daughter of the raven, she announces she will marry her cook who once prepared meals in kitchen of Heaven till he broke the sacred messenger staff that Mercury waves to elicit laughter. Sad ghost of every faceless passenger who rode the ship of state into disaster convinces her to adopt Lucifer when she is hired as celestial newscaster, so she raises him to channel his pain through abstract art as the infamous painter.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus hosts the artist gallery show debut for Lucifer at the Zarathian Museum of Ridiculous Art.
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