Elegant Grace Of The Horse © Surazeus 2025 10 16 He lies on vastness of the dream-framed world to ponder strangeness of the face he wears which everyone else clearly sees but him, and entertains vain hope to substitute some more beautiful face that he designs which reflects strange feelings he aches to hide. Though love seems more unearthly to the one who wants to keep their body separate from seething anguish of synthetic lust unreal in twisted dance of ecstasies, he stares in eyes of strangers on the street who hide wounded souls behind gentle smiles. With stammered transformation of regret he longs to dance with delicate tree nymph who glides on gossamer wings of pure joy from secretive excitement urging faith by sharing sacred eggs of honesty defined by slantwise paradigm of fate. Insistent kindness of concluding facts, entwined with fragments of unspoken thoughts, scatters vibrant words from predicaments more real than caricatures of great men that brave innocent boys must choose to wear when they hunt demons of assertive lust. Uncoupled dancers of innate concern throw strict assumptions at aggressive ghosts to extract self-assurance from the egg concealing gloomy source of fraught romance no fool would substitute for social honor when time must reassign our general role. Through Augustine force of male normalcy he leads great army to conquer the world from stoic pretension of social code defining how we play our gender role which angels construct from discarded texts based on hope-adjacent identity. Locked in complex dream world of bitter faith, he trots with elegant grace of the horse to disconvention state of ardency through structured process of his fantasy that links his body to the changeless Earth as grass softly flattened by human souls. Diving from stiff cliff in soft swirling sea, he transforms back to our base primal form to swim as fish with dragon-writhing fins, then rises reborn from womb of the world as graceful Venus with long flowing hair after breaking free from egg of desire.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus explains to Ophelia the fluid nature of the self we invent through energetic passion to be understood.
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