Fleeting Beauty Of Now © Surazeus 2025 07 03 Since nothing is predetermined in life we live for the fleeting beauty of now by soaking in this moment with respect for all the complex interactive scenes that spiral swirls of molecules through fate providing framework of fortune to act. Each person plays the lead in their own life even if they are some side character in the grand drama of social control that forces us to stay in our own lane though we try to kick the ball in our goal with ambition to win the laurel crown. I refuse to stay in my assigned place defined by faceless people who wield power in vain attempt to force us to bow low when people who steal with deceptive tricks declare themselves the social upper class and step on other people to rise high. Through savage competitions to gain wealth we fight each other in obsessive games by joining groups with common goal of hope lead by the charismatic seer of truth whose insight helps us all survive to live and fight to control chessboard of the world. Attempting to survive and thrive with faith, alone with strength of will to overcome, we face the fierce indifferent storm of fear that nature throws at us without concern so we apply code of wisdom through strength to live another day in game of life. We wake each dawn in haven room of dreams then run through woods along the river shore in competition to gather more food by fighting with opponents to the death so we return with baskets full of wealth through gates of heaven to the feasting hall. As each new generation grows up well we play relentless game of life and death to find our mate in weird romantic play so we generate life before we die by organizing vast empires of farms where our children succeed better than us. Yet in the end of every game for power in competitions to gain wealth and fame we all wither with age and fall in death so all we create vanishes in wind except the children who spring from our hearts and play their own new game of life and death.
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, July 3, 2025
Fleeting Beauty Of Now
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Orpheus competes in the music competition where he plays lyre of Mercury and sings mind-enchanting spell about the game of life, then Apollo crowns him winner with the laurel crown.
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