Bullets Of Brave Pride © Surazeus 2026 06 30 Jeff lingers outside crowded country bar, watching semi-trucks zoom on the highway, because his friends mocked him with joshing sneers when he insisted they call him Godefridus for his namesake who conquered Jerusalem as Advocate of the Holy Sepulcher. We modern Americans have lost touch with our roots in Rome and Jerusalem as heirs to ancient traditions of honor that Sons of Jesus established with power, assigned by Jupiter in Halls of Heaven to unite the world in Kingdom of Christ. Driving motorcycle down the highway past endless fields of golden shining corn, that gleam on light of the metallic moon, Jeff ponders what bold action he could take to help expand global Kingdom of Christ by eliminating all false religions. No longer can I ride the great white horse, dressed in shining armor of righteousness, to fight infidels in holy crusade by wielding sharp-honed sword named Durendal that brave Orlando wielded to defend Kingdom of Christ from evil Saracens. With fury of Orlando I assert divine right to enforce grand reign of Jesus for he is noble Emperor of Earth who rules as his descendants in the flesh since they bear Holy Grail of his bloodline, Arthur, Charlemagne, and William the Mighty. Loading rifle with bullets of brave pride, Jeff drives motorcycle in city streets to stand before the Mosque of Gotham City where he shouts God is Great and shoots at devils disguised as humans who scream in surprise as they flee before holy wraith of Jesus. Aiming pistol at head of the cruel shooter, Sergeant Gottfried demands he drop the gun, but shoots when Jeff aims rifle at his chest, which knocks hostile murderer on the ground who shouts that he is doing work of God as he sinks into mindless gloom of death. Descending from Heaven on wings of fire, Azrael, with seventy thousand eyes, bears soul of Jeff down to caverns of Hell so he kneels trembling before iron throne where Persephone makes him lowly slave of Farah, whom he killed, for eternity.
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, June 30, 2026
Bullets Of Brave Pride
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Orpheus and Jesus relax on the porch of Olympus and laugh as they watch Farah make Jeff crawl on hands and knees while he barks in fear.
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