Declare Myself Uncitizen © Surazeus 2026 02 03 Straight over broken rocks of rugged hills toward azure infinity of the sea I walk across Thasos Island at noon to join Staphylus in his wicked dance for mocking small kings who think they are gods though they are hidden in towers of glass. My heart spurts blood on barbarian land to cleanse attentive angst of thought control while soaring wingless across the last sky which gains finality beyond exile by wrenching free from cubicles of gold before blind gods expel me from their myths. Since I lost interest in the shining world based on supreme fiction of global fame, I stand mute on stage bathed in dusty light, perched equidistant between East and West to map topography of broken minds crushed by bland forces of conformity. Thus I declare myself Uncitizen of every crowded country on the Earth, accomplished emblem of democracy since I transcend strict borders of the state as psychic chameleon with many names detached from national greatness of pride. I dwell in Middle Earth of shifting tones, devalued by elite crowd of the state as parrot nomad of the mapless mind till I return to my ancestral land disguised as savior of humanity, trapped by principles of the Underground. As the most dangerous public enemy who established network of terrorists I paint cute demons in the holy book with pretty faces of celebrities while imprisoned in legend of my fate where I watch angels hanged by the world state. Threatened by otherness of common folk, proud haughty butcher of the twisted tree builds walls of Aparthood as paradise enclosing special people inside fear who buy and sell identity with gold melted from skull of Ozymandias. Awake at edge of our pulsating world, we live in dark times of our poisoned pride as sparks streaking vaults of eternity to annotate our victories on church walls with Voice of the People they crucify till Staphylus gives me glass of sour wine.
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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Tuesday, February 3, 2026
Declare Myself Uncitizen
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Orpheus prances along the wall of Aparthood while strumming lyre of Mercury that causes vibrations which destroy the false separateness of racial pride.
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