Radiant Doors Of Time
© Surazeus
2025 06 03

Each time I step through radiant doors of time
to walk in wilderness of hopping books
I follow hum of the great Buddha Toad
who gives me juicy tangerine of faith
so I can taste beauty of selfless love
which I extend to every living soul.

Attempting to fix radiant doors of time,
broken by arrogance of my bold youth,
I search the world for pieces of the puzzle
which I assemble from dreams of lost souls
on Round Table in court of Camelot
till I design new world view for you all.

Once I emerge from radiant doors of time
my face fractures into millions of souls
who sprout from my descendants in new clans
to colonize river vales of the world
two thousand years since I fought to restore
kingdom of my ancestors with the Word.

Measuring egg in radiant doors of time,
I cast weird prophecy from words of blood
written with flames of truth on temple walls
where fearful people of illiterate farms
worship starry eyes of the Buddha Toad
who teaches them how to add and subtract.

Driving fast car through radiant doors of time,
I search for Museum of Singing Skulls
where Orpheus and Hamlet prophesy
rise and fall of tyrants each eighty years
who destroy institutions of old faith
so messiah sleuth can build the new world order.

Stumbling hungry from radiant doors of time,
I lift up my eyes to the golden hills
where the American Eagle soars high
to lead army of angels in white robes
in holy crusade of courageous hearts
to establish Empire of Godin on Earth.

Stuck in dream loop past radiant doors of time,
I recalculate the route to success
with geographic positioning system
of satellite-based radionavigation
which provides precise location of Heaven
where I play guitar outside its locked gates.

Carving rune spells on radiant doors of time,
I formulate fast flow of energy
contained by particles in their rest frame
as product of mass with speed of light squared
that defines relative motion of love
urging my body to sing in moonlight.

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Orpheus and Albert Einstein sit lotus together to meditate in the swamp before Buddha Toad who hums on the red mushroom of infinite wisdom.

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