Wild Laughter Of Untime © Surazeus 2026 10 12 Each hour I hear wild laughter of untime expressed in how leaves flutter in the wind I strive to become glowing light of Christ through gnostic insight into human hope so I wake from dark shadow of despair to bloom with knowledge of eternal truth. We gather with wild hearts of open love around huge barrel of thick apple juice so when we drink wild laughter of untime we glow with timeless light of singing suns, therefore today we live with selfless joy because tomorrow we dissolve to dust. Strange birds in morbid trees of urgent hope teach me to sing wild laughter of untime in spells that tangle memories of joy in arcane riddles which conceal weird truth that we learn to unravel when we touch conceptual essence of existing things. Since outside gates of Eden I remain with worthless treasures of my wounded heart, I mistranslate wild laughter of untime from ancient songs of Lesbos Island ghosts to plaintive elegies that millions hear blind angels sing clear on the radio. From mystery of the wood-smoke scented breeze that shelters me in solitude of faith I must extract wild laughter of untime while holding hands with silence of the moon that penetrates strange darkness of my fear with haunting absence of the soul I love. Strange creatures lurking in the shadowed woods whisper how they still know my secret name through disembodied laughter of untime that finds me at wood desk by glowing hearth composing fairy tales that symbolize tragic consequences of misplaced love. I never find God in the chapel hall nor in grand cathedral of singing choirs because wild laughter of untime radiates from pulsing passion of my transient heart so I float through the window of your eyes on wings of sorrow stolen from dead gods. Designed to fly by laughter of untime, weird intimations of my childhood self express strange revelation of my soul as incarnation of wild Mercury when I attempt to manage self-control that hurls me tumbling from the mindless clouds.
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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Monday, October 12, 2026
Wild Laughter Of Untime
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Orpheus teaches workshop on how to channel psychic energy of stars through wild laughter of untime that manifests as beautiful songs that reveal gnostic light of Christ in every soul.
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