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Monday, October 20, 2025

Weird Emptiness Of Truth

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. 



1 comment:

  1. 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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