Safe In The Sad Forever © Surazeus 2026 07 07 Safe in the sad forever of my heart, I take solace with arrogant respect that all living creatures move toward their end, because at final rush of victory beneath brilliant cross of flashing sunrays we know strange beauty of eternity. Safe in the sad forever of God Brain, I ride electric horse with rainbow wings in swirling chaos of perceptive plans to take my children to the river park where they play tag with fairies and kobolds that teach them secrets of eternal life. Safe in the sad forever of huge books, I play mad wizard to categorize the fantasy-industrial complex composed of spiritual cults that preserve arcane secrets of invisible seers who keep wise Sibyl locked in golden cage. Safe in the sad forever of fruit trees, I chat about philosophy of truth with rainbow serpent of the sorcerer who teaches me how to reanimate bodies of the dead with potion of faith brewed from honey and mushrooms with love. Safe in the sad forever of vast woods, I measure winding flow of mountain streams through brave analysis of legal rights concerning who asserts their privilege to play the broken lyre of Mercury preserved in museum of singing skulls. Safe in the sad forever of deep lakes, I program zeitgeist of the modern world in fractured narrative of fairytales describing placid life of cubicles as high achievement of the human race since evolving four hundred million years. Safe in the sad forever of glass church, I bend slant rays of alabaster keys to catch swift falcon of the history gyre who shows me how to bind the center core which holds all nations of the world by law united through bold rights of liberty. Safe in the sad forever of gold clouds, I write code for world spirit of the Earth at second coming of messiah sleuth who plays the broken lyre inside my heart with vexed assessment of lost centuries when I slouch toward Oregon to be born.
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, July 7, 2026
Safe In The Sad Forever
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Orpheus finds millions of people wandering lost in the sad forever of everywhere, so he plays the lyre of Mercury till it breaks with urgent despair.
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