Holy Depths Of Nothingness © Surazeus 2026 10 03 Kneeling waist deep in glowing silver waves, Khaos dips soft hands in swirling lake of stars and lifts from holy depths of nothingness enormous galaxy of spinning worlds which lifts its face and stares into her eyes, so she bears the turtle to her beach cave. Observing how shape of the turtle shell resembles mountains rising from the beach, Khaos envisions how world of wind-swept trees floats in vast ocean of conceptual hope, so she explores steep slope of humming trees to find the highest point of innocence. Tall tangle-haired man wearing wolf-skin cloak extends right hand and offers sun-orange fruit, so she consumes light of the flashing rain while he fills her with spirit of the moon, then wanders back to cave beach of her heart where she expands huge as the surging sea. When darkness swells inside her aching heart, and bulges round as galaxy of worlds, Khaos gathers clams and roasts them on hot flames, then slurps delicious meat of energy that motivates her heart with shock of faith to sing heart-radiant hymn of holy love. When she gives birth to child with gleaming eyes, who wriggles wildly in her trembling arms, Khaos weeps with fierce compassion of surprise then suckles him at breasts of starry milk, humming as he gazes at her with love, then speaks his name, Erebus, with respect. While gathering clams in leather bag of hope, Khaos shows Erebus how to bundle wood as they stroll laughing on broad beach of sand, then stand together when strong gust of wind whips hair around their faces with bright joy and sunlight weaves their bodies with delight. When wolf man from the cloud-high mountain grove appears on windy beach with long sharp spear, Khaos notes sharp features of his rugged face, then gazes at face her curious son, and feels sweet glow of wisdom flush her heart to realize how she incarnates his soul. While weaving baskets from flexible vines, Khaos watches wolf man and Erebus play, running swiftly along sun-gleaming beach, gathering sticks and stones with clever hands, then crafting tridents with three sharpened points to catch fish they eat beneath twinkling stars.
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, October 3, 2026
Holy Depths Of Nothingness
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Orpheus joins Erebus on the beach as he sets skulls of his parents on large stone, then arranges shells and jewels in shrine to honor their beautiful souls.
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