Radiant Doors Of Time © Surazeus 2025 06 03 Each time I step through radiant doors of time to walk in wilderness of hopping books I follow hum of the great Buddha Toad who gives me juicy tangerine of faith so I can taste beauty of selfless love which I extend to every living soul. Attempting to fix radiant doors of time, broken by arrogance of my bold youth, I search the world for pieces of the puzzle which I assemble from dreams of lost souls on Round Table in court of Camelot till I design new world view for you all. Once I emerge from radiant doors of time my face fractures into millions of souls who sprout from my descendants in new clans to colonize river vales of the world two thousand years since I fought to restore kingdom of my ancestors with the Word. Measuring egg in radiant doors of time, I cast weird prophecy from words of blood written with flames of truth on temple walls where fearful people of illiterate farms worship starry eyes of the Buddha Toad who teaches them how to add and subtract. Driving fast car through radiant doors of time, I search for Museum of Singing Skulls where Orpheus and Hamlet prophesy rise and fall of tyrants each eighty years who destroy institutions of old faith so messiah sleuth can build the new world order. Stumbling hungry from radiant doors of time, I lift up my eyes to the golden hills where the American Eagle soars high to lead army of angels in white robes in holy crusade of courageous hearts to establish Empire of Godin on Earth. Stuck in dream loop past radiant doors of time, I recalculate the route to success with geographic positioning system of satellite-based radionavigation which provides precise location of Heaven where I play guitar outside its locked gates. Carving rune spells on radiant doors of time, I formulate fast flow of energy contained by particles in their rest frame as product of mass with speed of light squared that defines relative motion of love urging my body to sing in moonlight.
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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Tuesday, June 3, 2025
Radiant Doors Of Time
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Orpheus and Albert Einstein sit lotus together to meditate in the swamp before Buddha Toad who hums on the red mushroom of infinite wisdom.
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