Sadness Is Not © Surazeus 2025 12 28 Sadness is not trees reaching for the sky with existential angst of hungry hope for something more beyond this transient life while knowing we are temporary beams of atoms waking from First Flash of Love who end rotting in graves of arrogance. Sadness is not birds beating wings of love with innocent respect for swirls of air which fuels organic memories of strife against enclosing darkness of despair that crushes bodies of organic light though we sing one hour of eternity. Sadness is not horses galloping swift along time-curving shores of sparkling streams with eager passion to explore the Earth till singing monkeys bind their fateful flight to build sprawling empires of thought control we expand with piston engines of hope. Sadness is not cows plowing fertile soul with steady strength of hungry innocence when wingless angels assemble in choirs to sing hymns on ziggurats of desire where Ishtar weaves Creation of the World when she lifts her son Jesus to the stars. Sadness is not devils wearing gray suits to manage finances through global banks for faceless kings in cyber palaces who enslave world workers with credit cards through zephyrine power of cryptic runes while they cheer for Venus with golden curls. Sadness is not angels wearing blue jeans to fix piston engines of auric cars that workers drive to find paradise lost in putrid fog from fervent factories where holy virgin of seraphic grace wields Sword of Justice against tyranny. Sadness is not computers scanning brains of organic creatures with conscious souls based on artificial intelligence to analyze nature of perceived things compose of atoms swerving in the void that form Ideas which the Ungod dreams. Sadness is not ghosts seeking to connect fragile bodies with games of Providence as shadows of the well-remembered dead who haunt us as the absence of their being so we share halcyon days of discipline to nurture children of Imperium.
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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Sunday, December 28, 2025
Sadness Is Not
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Orpheus strums lyre of Mercury while Venus sings Songs of Innocence and of Experience on her Eras Tour around the world.
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