Quest To Find Meaning © Surazeus 2026 06 13 I have wandered river landscape of Earth two hundred million years of spinning time on endless quest to find meaning of life, and each moment I almost understand I generate new body with my mate so I continue journey to the stars. Just on the other side of the bright hill where nothingness of death looms over me, I find another world of wooded vales where tribes of people live on river shores so I keep climbing endless hills of hope till I discover that our world is round. I keep on walking to the end of time while singing to beam visions of my eyes which helps me organize my memories in coherent tales of cause and effect so I can map the endless road of faith where other people walk before I come. I follow the rising sun every dawn forever toward the endless sea of light, but then turn away toward the setting sun because I keep walking circles of fate, one hundred thousand years till I arrive at the edge of the world in Oregon. With you at my side on the ocean shore I listen to the endless song of waves which I cannot translate to human words, and explain to you the meaning of life which I discover in my vain attempt to evade death and live another day. If I can find the wings of Icarus and fly above this world of hills and lakes, I would ascend to world of swirling clouds to find grand crystal palace of the gods who live forever in dreams of our minds as our ancestors who watch over us. Stuck in this soft body of hungry flesh as temporary node of deathless genes, my spirit writhes with passion to transcend confining limits of this transient life to savor psychic glow of ecstasy that expands my mind through epiphany. There is no meaning to this sudden life, so we invent religions based on myths of people whose grand deeds of public life are framed with tragic consequence of fate because they try to assert thought control instead of flowing with the tides of change.
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 13, 2026
Quest To Find Meaning
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Orpheus strums lyre of Mercury and sings as he performs at the folk festival in the streets of the small university town on the hill of laughing skulls.
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