Anthology Of Dream Code © Surazeus 2026 11 08 Whatever I inherit from the dead transforms into books no one wants to read, so I decide to walk the neighborhood which always puts me in a better mood to edit anthology of dream code dictated to me by the moon-eyed toad. Entranced by beauty of the river stone, that glimmers as heart of the princess clone, I scrub my wounded heart till it seems clean as polished steel gears of the time machine, but all my efforts seem to be in vain when pages of my books dissolve in rain. Transcendent zero woven from dream math reformulates fortune spilled by sweet wrath from secret agony of mindless faith designed by mirror wisdom of the wraith who still decides that I resemble both thief and giver, tricked to accept my oath. Defunded program of the psychic lab provides training for soul-painters who dab enough paint to depict our spinning globe, ruled by star woman in long scarlet robe who conquers Heaven with the howling mob, then appoints me as provincial nawab. When I transfer bright spirit of the star to possess computer of the quick car, my mother gets stuck in the kitchen door, so I find Cailleach on the misty moor who teaches me how to manage my fear when I enter Salem on the White Deer. After I explore Earth in crystal boat to trade magic ring for the prancing goat, I compose formula to calculate progressive way to design my own fate through each decision, whether wrong or right, that I make to enhance my divine light. Cleansing my soul in the waterfall that binds my body through electric ball, I encode secret of life in weird spell that conjures serpent runes from the brain well so I climb sunbaked peak of the skull hill where I insist on process of free will. Just as I think I understand the mind, that functions to reveal truth to the blind, I find myself unfound in Wonderland with Melusine who wears our wedding band which proves her right to rule our crowded land that flourishes from gesture of the hand.
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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Sunday, November 8, 2026
Anthology Of Dream Code
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Orpheus edits Anthology of Dream Code, composed by thousands of programmers of the Zarathian Renaissance, then reads them on the highway overpass.
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