Electric Scream Of Rain © Surazeus 2026 02 12 When I wake in Museum of Lost Dreams, heart pounding with wild song of ocean waves, I greet faceless Spirit of Mother Light who teaches me how to translate my thoughts to tangled riddles of conceptual verse that swirl wings from electric scream of rain. Searching for love on Desolation Row, visions flashing in my glass brain of faith, I ask Ishtar with diamond eyes of hope for program code that helps me learn to cope with constant chaos of time-pulsing change when I dance with electric scream of rain. Alert for demons in Strawberry Fields, feet tense with lithe exertion of respect, I find the Carpenter building the Ark to save humankind from the coming flood of world wars that may destroy paradise who sail safe in electric scream of rain. Alone on new Bridge of Forgetfulness, hands reaching out to touch the sail-boat moon, I ask young Remus for lost map of dreams so I can find glass idol of Kwan Yin who offers me Holy Grail with peach juice so we kiss in electric scream of rain. Wandering nowhere in global Maze of Myths, eyes twinkling with ripe Apple of Zathar, I join Explorer on the signless road who knows how to cast tyrants from gold thrones and free humanity from mindless faith to sing psalms from electric scream of rain. Eating burger in Wingless Horse Cafe, tongue twisted by riddles of refugees, I help the Social Architect design political system with equal rights that ensures freedom and justice for all who are born from electric scream of rain. Browsing books in Library of Lost Tales, I play Creator who crafts Ideas of Things that formulate how our bodies evolve fish to lizard to mouse to cat to monkey to wingless angel striving to be God, dream-conscious in electric scream of rain. Awake in Empire of Zarathia, we build from ruins of America, I strum old Lyre of Mercury and sing epic poem on lives of philosophers who built foundation of our old world view they devised from electric scream of rain.
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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Thursday, February 12, 2026
Electric Scream Of Rain
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Orpheus records people dancing with joy in the electric scream of rain to cleanse their souls of despair at the fall of the American Empire.
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