Cosmic Wheel Of Innocence © Surazeus 2026 06 27 Trapped on the cosmic wheel of innocence, that weaves my soul from atoms of star eyes, I walk the signless road to Wonderland in vain attempt to deconstruct world view that proves my status as messiah sleuth doomed to sacrifice my life for mankind. Anointed by Minerva with clear oil to reign as Phoebus Christ over mankind, brave King for United Nations of Earth, I hide in quaint suburban home of faith far from fierce hurricane of social games where cruel ambitious men fight for world power. Once they destroy each other in world war, and clear the stage of justice with their blood, my spirit will ascend ziggurat steps, empowered by draconic light of truth, to cast cruel tyrants in cavern of Hell where they writhe in fear at shadows of love. You see light of my spirit in each eye of every human being who lives on Earth for we embody power of the state through vote we cast of our attentive choice for wisest person with vision of hope who manage government with honest faith. Free on the cosmic wheel of innocence that spins threads of our lives with taut respect, I organize programs for social growth that nurture talent of each human being so they develop skills with focused heart in thriving commune of shared goals for life. Relaxed on back porch of my small-town home, as Phoebus Christ with mandate from on high, I rule the world by sitting still all day in meditation on turmoil of change when rival gangs compete to control time that crushes every conscious soul to dust. With grand ambition of the lofty pine, I curl roots of my heart deep in the Earth that cracks foundation of the mountain stone so jagged peaks of hate that stab the sky crumble into fragments of rolling stones that smash idols of gods in every state. When I arrive at gate to Neverland where angel wings loom dark as thunderclouds, I see Minerva wearing snow-white robe who welcomes me with wand of sovereignty, so I sit high on golden throne of truth, then wake from dream and drive to work at dawn.
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, June 27, 2026
Cosmic Wheel Of Innocence
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Orpheus helps Phoebus Christ hide from hordes of television crews who want to win exclusive interview with new Emperor of the Earth.
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