Safe Way Through Hell © Surazeus 2025 09 11 When darkness of the world consumes my heart with aching sadness of the swirling sea, I sit beside the sparkling mountain stream and watch faceless ghosts of people I love go about their daily routines of work amid the ruins of our paradise. If I go back home to Romania to walk again high misty mountain vales I may escape to my lost paradise to dwell safe far from madness of the world when gangs of rich men hiding in glass towers change the rules so they can exploit the people. When demon of depression grasps my heart with fear-sharpened claws of bitter despair, I hibernate in dark cave of blind faith that evil people will all kill each other and leave good people to get on with life tending apple trees and singing at dusk. Wading knee-deep in snow-cold gushing stream, bare feet gripping the smooth slippery stones, I catch the wriggling fish with hungry hands then hold it up to slanting rays of light and ponder how it symbolizes truth that we must catch and consume to grow wise. I watch bright flicker of my inner thoughts flash gold on surface of the flowing stream to analyze long journey of my life when I explore strange vastness of our globe filled with people fighting wars to control fertile production of children and food. Amazed at beauty of the natural world, I try to ignore with nonchalant gaze vast sprawl of the metropolitan maze that teems with messy volatility of humans striving to achieve success through brutal battle of fate till we die. Brave adoration of the human soul, which animates heart of the common folk who struggle to survive hostile conflicts, inspires my mind to analyze weird laws that frame process of social dynamism essential to growth of civilization. Because Romania is too far away for me to return to my ancient home where my ancestors lived ten thousand years, I map the crazy messiness of life to organize features in grand world view so we can navigate safe way through Hell.
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, September 11, 2025
Safe Way Through Hell
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Orpheus ponders the meaning of life while he fishes in the snow-fed gushing stream in the misty valley high in the Cascade Mountains of the Pacific Northwest.
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