Weird Emptiness Of Truth © Surazeus 2025 10 20 Wide-angle view inside my empty heart reveals ten billion faceless ghosts of fate who ask if I remember shocking hour ten million years ago on river shore when we first faced the giant demon toad with gold flashing eyes and razor-sharp teeth. After Theseus defeats the Minotaur in glorious battle against monstrous hate, he works as mechanic at the car shop, fixing piston engines with crafty hands so we can drive our time machines to work, then back home to eat dinner with the kids. Regaling companions at fine restaurants, while eating beef steak and drinking tart wine, the Great Movie Director with grand words relates sordid tales of his past triumphs creating the best movies of all time about corruption of powerful men. Because laughter gives birth to foul discourse by insulting men of authority to prove they are just as mortal as us, I prance with wild exaggerated jest to mock the thief who thinks he is our king so I laugh when I fall on my own face. While the humble shepherd with curving harp sings reverent psalms of worshipful respect for power of Nature to create souls, kings wield their holy books as sharpened swords to kill rebels who laugh at their false pride till the Jester kills the Tyrant with one stone. We climb misty peaks of intelligence to peer in gloomy furnaces of fate where laws of metaphysics control change, so we can break through walls of worldly pride and dance with eager diabolic joy on graves of gods who writhe in agony. Observing imperfections of the mind, I scorn aggressive tyranny of doubt to weep with laughter from calamity that shakes foundation of our world empire through shock of willful liberty to sing about our suffering in the prison camp. Constrained by maxim of the wise buffoon that laughter raises saviors from the dead, I purchase at expense of brave virtue soul-healing relief of scandalous spells that photograph weird emptiness of truth so I see my face in eyes of your 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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Monday, October 20, 2025
Weird Emptiness Of Truth
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Orpheus hosts gallery show that presents his photographs about weird emptiness of truth embodied by all the powerful leaders of nations who lived and died the past ten thousand years.
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