Screaming Star Of Ecstasy
© Surazeus
2026 08 04

Because the screaming star of ecstasy
knows my secret name my mother designs,
I stand in doorway of infinity
to gaze at wondrous vastness of the Earth
since my heart loves its thriving messiness
which I experience with clumsy grace.

Spawned by the screaming star of ecstasy
as writhing creature of electric words,
I run fast forward through ten thousand lives
to understand how I evolve from mouse
as wingless angel eager to transcend
this fragile frame that generates my soul.

Despite how screaming star of ecstasy
programs my brain to always question why,
I feel my body swell with ocean waves
huge as boundless clouds of absolute light
so when you ask me how I feel today
I twirl around and hum sweet psalm of joy.

Ruled by the screaming star of ecstasy
through pulsing atoms of my flashing brain,
I hammer glowing meteor from the sky
to pull sharp sword of power from the stone
and fight the snarling monster of despair
to guard my family behind haven walls.

Far beyond screaming star of ecstasy
on anabolic wings of Icarus,
I leap across high bridge of solitude
to time-jump worlds across the multiverse
till I find you in garden of my heart
where you tend fruit tree of our honest love.

Seized by the screaming star of ecstasy
because I hear weird voices of the dead,
I compose new Astarian Testament
to analyze how empires rise and fall
so I can design with artful insight
new social system based on Liberty.

Deep inside screaming star of ecstasy
as Mind of God that knows all conscious souls,
I visit every city in the world
to offer Holy Book of Prophecies
with pages empty of the wordless dream
based on eccentric tales of puppeteers.

Bred from the screaming star of ecstasy
that weaves new body for my ancient soul,
I wake with memories my ancestors lived
that shine more real than Lamp of Hemera
which helps me find lost Lyre of Mercury
so I chant hymns to praise our mortal gods.

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Orpheus gives his daughter Lamp of Hemera so she can find her way after sunset down the trail of Mount Helicon to the house where Phoebus builds a wagon.

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