Safe In Boat Of Faith © Surazeus 2025 09 14 When you appear before me in the wind, face glowing with achievement of your faith, my heart reframes weird concept of your name with untamed light of innocent disdain so we become one shadow of true love resoftened by embrace of thought we share. Catastrophically aware through attrition that I might not be real as river stones, I leave excessive thoughts designed by light to squirm assertively through radiant mud with thrashing attitude for laughing joy, naked in cold darkness of everywhere. Each time I open bold door of my car I feel electric storm of calm respect flash bright across brute mirror of my mind that snatches vastness of the holy sky so flames of solitude entwine my body with tangled sentences of coded words. She almost knows that hope could break my heart despite how sparks of soul connectedness combine our pulsing eyes with silent fear since battle to control our wordless thoughts may never happen in the sun-blind noon though we float awkwardly beneath the ground. Regret confuses swarms of buzzing ghosts who plunge with fierce desire in sea of eyes to show me path of opportunity that I should follow on my quest for wealth if I would rule this undulating space where masks of my lost selves sink in the lake. I leave fake feelings on the cement road with fractured glasses of divine insight crushed by the rubber tires of capital which gives me power to buy factored faith when I go out with lanterns of bright doubt to find the idol that reflects my soul. To find your spirit faint among bright stars I gaze through telescope of loyal trust where you glide gracefully on angel wings in imitation of Corvus the Clown who scatters diamonds on the bloody ground which cleanses Earth of endless civil wars. You vanish every time I look for you with mocking laughter at the social clue which I attempt to buy with magic beans so I can hear the spirit of the times explain where tide of history will flow to bear my family safe in boat of faith.
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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Sunday, September 14, 2025
Safe In Boat Of Faith
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Orpheus rows the boat with his wife Ophelia and children Orion and Ostara safe across the ocean as storms destroy the vast city of robots wearing human faces.
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