Utility Network Of Truth

Utility Network Of Truth
© Surazeus
2026 02 11

Disrupted process of aligned concern 
outlines new golden way of psychic games 
for fools to achieve financial success 
by scamming people who labor all day 
in factories, restaurants, and offices 
to purchase timeshares for the Afterlife. 

Shocked beginning of our fragrant return 
provides expanded scope of fake world views 
for tourists to amusement park of Hell 
where they descend to lair of Beelzebub 
in brightly painted train on gleaming tracks 
so they can experience being refugees. 

Prim secretary in polka-dot skirt 
disburses funds to handless engineers 
busy designing new woke principles 
for everyone to follow in Dream Book 
compiled from code preserved on turtle shells 
so they can buy trucks and guns for the war. 

Startled horses on Seventh Avenue 
sell chocolate bars to businessmen and clerks 
who search for happiness in smoky bars 
till Jupiter rides by on white giraffe 
while throwing pamphlets to the cheering crowd 
with instructions to buy investment funds. 

Trapped in utility network of truth 
through tangled formulas of psychic lust, 
the haughty jester in black suit and tie 
steals language toolbox from the sleeping wizard, 
then runs into the wilderness of jokes 
to untwist meaning of obscure concepts. 

Assembled puzzle of random events 
presents global tapestry of mad kings 
who fight each other for the Crown of Thorns 
while pretty small-town girls seeking world fame 
dance with joy on broken power-line poles 
in solemn opera of the civil war. 

Disguised as tufts of grass with sparkling eyes, 
one hundred maidens with clay lamps of oil 
dance slowly in the football stadium 
while the haughty jester with angel wings 
sings in strange language no one understands 
about how empires fall from greed of kings. 

Woven in matrix of the God Mind, 
eight billion human beings on planet Zarth 
merge disparate religions in one world view 
so everybody plays by the same rules 
in never-ending game of breed and eat 
till light incinerates ideas of things.