Revelation Of The Ardent Nurse © Surazeus 2026 10 28 Though my soul has not yet drifted away on quick waters of ever-changing time, I measure alterations by the day to calculate how soon the deathly chime will vibrate soft melody of my name so I die before I am trapped by fame. Now withered with strange wisdom of the tree, I lounge in my pedantic Babylon and ponder how our actions make us free while plotting how to retake Avalon where my ancestor reigned as Fairy Queen till she was replaced by the Dream Machine. With stylus, forged from the same meteor stone which Arthur used to hone Excalibur, I wrote formulas on tablets which zone my legal right to reign as Lucifer because I bear Lamp of Diogenes to wield the thirteen magic Spirit Keys. I learn to walk upright in ocean waves after I lose my coiled tree-swinging tail, so now I chant hymns in shadow-weird caves while Helios herds milk cows in the dale through holy act on which empires are built that correct actions through brave sense of guilt. Phoebus hoops civilization with peace through illusion of justice based on rules, so kings judge deeds enforced by thought police while farmers produce food with humble tools, yet hermits search for God on Mount Meru outside frame of our religious world view. Fanatics frightened by liberal self worth attempt to crucify the humble clown, but his descendants thrive to conquer Earth by adding jewels to his thorny crown, so Rapunzel sings in Tower of Troy while Hamlet wanders the waste land of joy. Since I am still running to Paradise with the last penny of faith in my cap, I find fame is won by toss of the dice that turns its golden cage into the trap from which the wise seer can never escape though all the spinning world is their dreamscape. Before the second coming of the ghost, born from bitter witch of the city slum, I eat good breakfast of fried egg on toast, then sail Titanic to Byzantium with revelation of the ardent nurse who programs our view of the universe.
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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Wednesday, October 28, 2026
Revelation Of The Ardent Nurse
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Orpheus climbs Mount Meru where he finds the ardent nurse as she meditates with Shiva and chants hymn that hypnotizes the Serpent of the Knowledge Tree.
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