Clarity Of My Open Heart
© Surazeus
2026 06 30

If I decide to enter clarity
of my open heart with fruit of the Earth,
I may attend the vineyard of my dreams
to harvest wisdom from experience
so I alone will benefit from code
that programs how my brain perceives the world.

I leave my insight wrapped in riddle-code
as gifts that preserve treasure of strange truth
along the winding road of anywhere
for anyone to open if they dare
release from polished box Pandora made
arcane concepts that reprogram the brain.

Though bright-eyed angels in silver-winged planes
bomb golden-mirrored palaces of Europe
to heaps of broken images with faith
in divinity of atomic light,
I hold key to Heaven in trembling hand
where I stand in ruins of paradise.

I strike with boldness of courageous hope
to snatch from head of Jesus Crown of Thorns
which I wear to proclaim myself with pride
Emperor of Earth with Wand of Zambor
which he forged from bent Thunderbolt of Zeus
when I found nation of Zarathia.

When frail poet Keatius in black cloak
finds me slumbering on the river shore,
his cry of anguish wakes me from strange dream,
so I rise up from chthonic ground of gloom
and lead him to grove where Sellaeus strums
Lyre of Mercury and sings with sharp voice.

Thus I, Saturnus, Wielder of Anor,
proclaim them legislators of the world,
assigned to chronicle in sublime verse
noble quests of us ancient fallen gods
to reassert long-lost authority
that we claim through weird wisdom of our words.

Freed from harsh chains of brutal punishment,
Prometheus wanders waste lands of the Earth
with Adam and Hyperion by his side,
as restless children of cruel Frankenstein,
till we seize control through socialist coup
both Vatican and White House to rule Earth.

When Percivalus and Ioannes find
corpse of my power, tangled in torn wings,
rotting in library of unread books,
they burn me on bonfire of vanities
to secure justice and freedom for all
who walk the signless road to Wonderland.

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Orpheus joins Percivalus Sellaeus and Ioannes Keatius at the Crippled Pegasus Cafe in downtown Athens where they watch the World Cup game.

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