Archive Of Human Dreams © Surazeus 2025 12 26 While strolling down the crowded boulevard, she stops and gazes at the giant ad of her face smiling with sweet chocolate, then watches rain fall upward to the moon in strange slow-motion flow of pulsing beams with pearl-white eyes of television screens. Startled by three starships with rainbow wings, she reaches out to touch the turtle-book that translates secret language of the flower, then considers the sparrow of the field which zippers through plastic computer screens with tangled syntax of our helpless dreams. Oblivious to deeper meaning of faith, she ponders code of fading photographs that traps our memories in broken frames, then sews tapestry of human events which imitates legends of divine fools who attempt to secure fake wealth by fraud. Hard labor confiscates the human heart through industrial revolution of greed to construct social machine of great wealth designed by Mechanic with holy eyes who restores piston engine of her heart so she imitates wise goddess of truth. After rising from muddy grave of faith, she sips Tuscan Rosato with calm lust to balance citrus taste with honest grief, then sells invisible soul of the oak embodied by the fractured boat of hope which glides along the river of respect. Though few remember weirdness of the cat, she pets soft fur beside the window pane frosted with moon-silver snow of tall pines, then laughs at satire that mocks the fake god who slouches toward Bethlehem to be born with right to rule the half-deserted streets. Awake in arboretum of alarm, she crouches alert for the eyeless ghost who manages archive of human dreams, then sells old paper novels on the street for money to buy back her violin because she aches to play with agony. Able to stock books of forgotten dreams, she paints surreal images of childhood as broker selling memories of the blind, then flies airplane across the sea of storms to build treehouse in forest of the snake who photographs her for style magazines.
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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Friday, December 26, 2025
Archive Of Human Dreams
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Orpheus photographs Ophelia wearing elegant black dress of haute couture for style magazines which celebrate daughters of Aphrodite.
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