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.

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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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