Perilous Maze Of Myths
© Surazeus
2025 08 09

Falling behind in progress of the wave
for project to translate song of the sea,
I run forever on the signless road
to save the human soul from slavery
by leaping in the air on lightning wings
in gamble for salvation against death.

To understand strange beauty of the light
that gleams on mirror of the boundless mind
I call blind Watcher on tower of glass
who points to constellations of the heart
that help my ghost achieve hard enterprise
transforming negative space into words.

With exiled children born from nothingness
I gather diamonds from the cave of lies
which fracture Earth into the multiverse
that beams inside eight billion human brains
based on forthrightness of harsh ridicule
that we endure with voices of the wind.

Now I am reborn from my rotten skull
as honest Watcher on tower of glass
assigned by Death to guard with starry eyes
lush valley of the soul-nurturing stream
with sparkles bright in trees of pungent fruit
where children of the serpent feast in faith.

Safe in green shadow of the split pine tree,
star-eyed Watcher of my maternal genes
brews honey-mushroom wine with cinnamon
that fills my body with electric flush
so my brain swells large as the galaxy
that nurtures zillions of organic souls.

In scarlet blaze of flaming falcon wings
my heart transcends material world of forms
to soar on commandeering flight of faith
beyond sadistic glimmer of despair
so I bless mankind with generous grace
by teaching them to write the alphabet.

Oppressive darkness of eternal dawn,
suffusing breast of wisdom with cold air,
asserts concern for stretched pursuit of truth
to build our nation based on measurement
through verification our brains perceive
so we relieve harsh suffering with doubt.

No laughing demons of regretful guilt
disrupt our ceremony of despair
for eyeless Watcher on tower of glass
designs new map to program our world view
which lights again lamp of Diogenes
who leads us through perilous maze of myths.

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Orpheus sells maps to the Perilous Maze of Myths in his small booth at the farmers market in downtown Gotham City on Sabbath afternoon.

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