Windy Beach Of Everywhere © Surazeus 2025 09 24 Reborn from sorrow of the hungry sea, with wings designed by eager hope for truth, I wander windy beach of everywhere with sweet surprise that I am still alive since I have returned from the Otherworld with book of wisdom written in my blood. Attentive pain of mental suffering, that dissipates at echo of kind words, lurks somewhere close in shadow of my heart with hunger to devour my bitter ache so I become more hollow than the sky, awake in clockwork orange of divine dreams. Once I note the abyss gazing at me with monstrous visage of hungry desire, I hide my true demonic soul with mask I carve from Tree of Life my fear cuts down so no one will mistake me for the mad clown till I wake dark ghost sleeping in my heart. Embarrassed by fierce hunger of my heart, I build sprawling cathedral of grand halls from giant diamonds poking from the plains where the great dinosaur empress of Earth rules global empire for eight million years while singing heart-enchanting hymn of hope. In frantic stillness of the evening glow I hear soft eerie radiance of her voice beam from the radio tower on the hill through sane persona of her cat-black soul which flushes tight veins of my throbbing mind with weird ecstatic passion of lost faith. When I return from dungeon of my heart with writhing alligator in my hand, I channel spirit of Orpheus clear to navigate my journey through the maze compiling ruins of America in heap of old discarded principles. Across the field of angry goldenrods we build metropolis of pulsing graves based on weird architecture of dream code composed by nightgown ghost of honesty who wears mask of the woman I love most while eating cantaloupe by the fireplace. Far east of Eden we explore the world to find the mountain of the weeping girl who cultivates her soul ten thousand years to evolve from White Snake of Silver Lake through psychic phases of social respect when she creates new body for our souls.
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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Wednesday, September 24, 2025
Windy Beach Of Everywhere
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Orpheus leads thousands of refugees from war and homeless immigrants on the windy beach of everywhere to build new city of homes in the Promised Land.
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