Code Of Honest Love © Surazeus 2025 10 23 Famous for reflecting unlight of faith through shimmer of the ever-flowing sea, my heart longs to connect through apple roots with holy Anahita of the cave who gives me cup of milk to drink her soul that overflows in rainfall of new words. Eight thousand years ago in mountain woods where crows discuss weird beauty of her face, my precious Anahita gathers light in flashing swirls of psychic energy that she collects through writhing crack of dawn to help prepare our souls for second birth. Misunderstanding code of honest love, which animates first mother of all souls, I dance with graceful elegance of fear within the sacred pale of diamond stones that radiate rainbow wings of human brains to wake divine mind of stars in my brain. Through resurrection of conceptual ghosts, whose spirits beam from stars of dreamless eyes, I feel my body glow with ardent faith that I may live beyond blind nothingness till I realize illusion of false hope when I accept strict limit of my life. Absorbing moonlight through my paper skin, my soul invents weird memory of fierce strife to survive through luminescence of faith which reveals where Anahita now lives amid aggressive swarm of butterflies till I perish from attention of love. Brave vanity springs from crack of my heart to swirl among unacceptable hills where rugged cross of great authority heeds message from three angels of despair who challenge codependence based on trust since I dispose my fears outside locked doors. With tenderness of paranoid respect I pay attention to lies people hide behind treacly bromides that placate rage despite contrition demons recommend for children who neglect to study laws designed to protect our bodies from harm. Since Anahita rules land of Zathar with conceptual scepter that sprouts grape vines, I offer tourists bowls of bloody milk which heals deep wounds that fester in their hearts so iron cherub can catch tears of faith when Gabriel programs code of honest love.
Thursday, October 23, 2025
Code Of Honest Love
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Orpheus asks Anahita if she is hungry as he offers plate of pomegranates that he bought from Persephone who sells them by the road in front of the gas station near the entrance to the interstate highway.
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