Puzzle Of My Soul © Surazeus 2026 02 21 Blithely assertive with ardent affection, I glow with quantum authenticity by stretching bandwidth of my psychic wings to soar in cloud of human-vibrant dreams that pulse with cosmic energy of hope as I assemble puzzle of my soul. Shocked by awesome beauty of dreamless stars, I wander nowhere in cement street maze with vague purpose of clandestine concern to find the angel I saw fall from Heaven so she can tell me secrets of the heart for wearing masks of heroes without care. Desperately aloof with fierce apathy, I flip insouciance with negligent plan to change world system of capital games so profit favors those who work the hardest though parasites drink from my bleeding heart with false integrity of patriots. Certified prophet of dangerous programs, designed to misdirect fraught deficits against dependence of spiritual sprites, I smear generic blood of history on forensic walls of bland galleries where bankers buy hazardous truths from artists. Optical riddles through mechanic thoughts monitor mysterious nurses of faith whose brave offensive hands heal mutant fools reborn as normal citizens of time who orchestrate routines of soul survival based on unlicensed puzzle of my soul. Nominal model of fashionable pride administers marginal show of beauty with lavender leadership of contempt pursuant to progressive relevance dispersed by constant crowd of vigilance unqualified to transmit tragedy. Vanity played by humble volunteers through magnitude of mortal membership should maximize my viability for martial legacy of microwaves modified by monuments of contrition for mutual misery of forgotten crimes. Nitrogen trust in organized resistance explodes with prejudice of false redemption, yet stoic protocols through synthesis supplement technical bias of trivia upgrading versatile skills by osmosis though I stare blind through verbal telescopes.
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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Saturday, February 21, 2026
Puzzle Of My Soul
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Orpheus criticizes casual citizens for ignoring social problems that plague the world in favor of funding arts institutions that feed the soul with political bromides of national superiority.
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