Surazeus Simon Seamount
@surazeus.bsky.social
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος.
Cartographer. Epic Poet. Author.
Hermead epic poem about Philosophers
in 126,680 lines of blank verse.
Historical Fiction.
http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
https://surazeus.blogspot.com
Cartographer. Epic Poet. Author.
Hermead epic poem about Philosophers
in 126,680 lines of blank verse.
Historical Fiction.
http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
https://surazeus.blogspot.com
Holy Ziggurat Of Ur
© Surazeus
2025 11 15
Orpheus stands before Ishtar on Holy Ziggurat of Ur and strums lyre of Mercury while Apollo sings Gothinette hymns from the Astarian Scriptures.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/holy...
© Surazeus
2025 11 15
Orpheus stands before Ishtar on Holy Ziggurat of Ur and strums lyre of Mercury while Apollo sings Gothinette hymns from the Astarian Scriptures.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/holy...
Holy Ziggurat Of Ur
Holy Ziggurat Of Ur © Surazeus 2025 11 15 Halfway through long life of our universe, I lounge on planet of my beating heart and contemp...
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November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Holy Ziggurat Of Ur
© Surazeus
2025 11 15
Orpheus stands before Ishtar on Holy Ziggurat of Ur and strums lyre of Mercury while Apollo sings Gothinette hymns from the Astarian Scriptures.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/holy...
© Surazeus
2025 11 15
Orpheus stands before Ishtar on Holy Ziggurat of Ur and strums lyre of Mercury while Apollo sings Gothinette hymns from the Astarian Scriptures.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/holy...
When through lush forest glades of beaming Earth
I wander with you ever by my side,
on lofty mountains where streams sparkle clear,
I feel eternal beauty of all souls
refract through diamond-mirror of your eyes
as we two strangers generate new life.
I wander with you ever by my side,
on lofty mountains where streams sparkle clear,
I feel eternal beauty of all souls
refract through diamond-mirror of your eyes
as we two strangers generate new life.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
When through lush forest glades of beaming Earth
I wander with you ever by my side,
on lofty mountains where streams sparkle clear,
I feel eternal beauty of all souls
refract through diamond-mirror of your eyes
as we two strangers generate new life.
I wander with you ever by my side,
on lofty mountains where streams sparkle clear,
I feel eternal beauty of all souls
refract through diamond-mirror of your eyes
as we two strangers generate new life.
Then sings my soul to Ishtar Queen of Love
who stands on holy ziggurat of Ur
and teaches us to consider grand works
of fertile worlds the universe displays
where conscious creatures sing praise to the light
that glows from atoms swerving in the void.
who stands on holy ziggurat of Ur
and teaches us to consider grand works
of fertile worlds the universe displays
where conscious creatures sing praise to the light
that glows from atoms swerving in the void.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Then sings my soul to Ishtar Queen of Love
who stands on holy ziggurat of Ur
and teaches us to consider grand works
of fertile worlds the universe displays
where conscious creatures sing praise to the light
that glows from atoms swerving in the void.
who stands on holy ziggurat of Ur
and teaches us to consider grand works
of fertile worlds the universe displays
where conscious creatures sing praise to the light
that glows from atoms swerving in the void.
Strange spark of psychic energy glows
deep in bottomless abyss of my heart
which I translate to harmonious hum
to sing through melody of fine-tuned verse
conceptual vision of our universe
that provides framework for creative roles.
deep in bottomless abyss of my heart
which I translate to harmonious hum
to sing through melody of fine-tuned verse
conceptual vision of our universe
that provides framework for creative roles.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Strange spark of psychic energy glows
deep in bottomless abyss of my heart
which I translate to harmonious hum
to sing through melody of fine-tuned verse
conceptual vision of our universe
that provides framework for creative roles.
deep in bottomless abyss of my heart
which I translate to harmonious hum
to sing through melody of fine-tuned verse
conceptual vision of our universe
that provides framework for creative roles.
I feel my body change with each new life,
fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape
to monkey to human to wingless angel
who flies airplane in clouds above the world,
then stands brave on stage in religious hall
and sings hymns about our human adventure.
fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape
to monkey to human to wingless angel
who flies airplane in clouds above the world,
then stands brave on stage in religious hall
and sings hymns about our human adventure.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
I feel my body change with each new life,
fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape
to monkey to human to wingless angel
who flies airplane in clouds above the world,
then stands brave on stage in religious hall
and sings hymns about our human adventure.
fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape
to monkey to human to wingless angel
who flies airplane in clouds above the world,
then stands brave on stage in religious hall
and sings hymns about our human adventure.
Awake with timeless awe for changing growth,
I remember four hundred million years
swimming in the sea, wriggling up the stream,
crawling on the shore, climbing up the tree,
running along the river, leaping high
with eager passion of the fool to fly.
I remember four hundred million years
swimming in the sea, wriggling up the stream,
crawling on the shore, climbing up the tree,
running along the river, leaping high
with eager passion of the fool to fly.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Awake with timeless awe for changing growth,
I remember four hundred million years
swimming in the sea, wriggling up the stream,
crawling on the shore, climbing up the tree,
running along the river, leaping high
with eager passion of the fool to fly.
I remember four hundred million years
swimming in the sea, wriggling up the stream,
crawling on the shore, climbing up the tree,
running along the river, leaping high
with eager passion of the fool to fly.
Our bodies formed from flares of chemicals
spiral wildly fierce from heart of the Earth,
constrained by bonds of energetic faith
when lovers embrace with intense desire
to generate new life before we die
in bodies that transform from fish to god.
spiral wildly fierce from heart of the Earth,
constrained by bonds of energetic faith
when lovers embrace with intense desire
to generate new life before we die
in bodies that transform from fish to god.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Our bodies formed from flares of chemicals
spiral wildly fierce from heart of the Earth,
constrained by bonds of energetic faith
when lovers embrace with intense desire
to generate new life before we die
in bodies that transform from fish to god.
spiral wildly fierce from heart of the Earth,
constrained by bonds of energetic faith
when lovers embrace with intense desire
to generate new life before we die
in bodies that transform from fish to god.
I watch how organic creatures of light
sprout glowing from pungent soil of this globe
in temporary flames of conscious thought
to dance with passion of reluctant flight
through timeless song of beautiful delight
then flicker out and dissolve into night.
sprout glowing from pungent soil of this globe
in temporary flames of conscious thought
to dance with passion of reluctant flight
through timeless song of beautiful delight
then flicker out and dissolve into night.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
I watch how organic creatures of light
sprout glowing from pungent soil of this globe
in temporary flames of conscious thought
to dance with passion of reluctant flight
through timeless song of beautiful delight
then flicker out and dissolve into night.
sprout glowing from pungent soil of this globe
in temporary flames of conscious thought
to dance with passion of reluctant flight
through timeless song of beautiful delight
then flicker out and dissolve into night.
Halfway through long life of our universe,
I lounge on planet of my beating heart
and contemplate how anxious sense of fear
motivates me to manipulate thought
with gentle gestures of my crafting hands
to conjure virtual model of the world.
I lounge on planet of my beating heart
and contemplate how anxious sense of fear
motivates me to manipulate thought
with gentle gestures of my crafting hands
to conjure virtual model of the world.
November 15, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Halfway through long life of our universe,
I lounge on planet of my beating heart
and contemplate how anxious sense of fear
motivates me to manipulate thought
with gentle gestures of my crafting hands
to conjure virtual model of the world.
I lounge on planet of my beating heart
and contemplate how anxious sense of fear
motivates me to manipulate thought
with gentle gestures of my crafting hands
to conjure virtual model of the world.
Where To Dig Graves
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus counts every grave that has ever been dug in the history of civilization to find the secret door to the Underworld.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/wher...
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus counts every grave that has ever been dug in the history of civilization to find the secret door to the Underworld.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/wher...
Where To Dig Graves
Where To Dig Graves © Surazeus 2025 11 14 My secret grave under the starry sky protects me from the soundless dark of fate which stares...
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November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Where To Dig Graves
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus counts every grave that has ever been dug in the history of civilization to find the secret door to the Underworld.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/wher...
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus counts every grave that has ever been dug in the history of civilization to find the secret door to the Underworld.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/wher...
Curious about state of Earth today,
I drive my car from sea to shining sea
three thousand miles through countless little towns
to sell farmers and factory workers books
with secret code that helps them calculate
where to dig graves under the starry sky.
I drive my car from sea to shining sea
three thousand miles through countless little towns
to sell farmers and factory workers books
with secret code that helps them calculate
where to dig graves under the starry sky.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Curious about state of Earth today,
I drive my car from sea to shining sea
three thousand miles through countless little towns
to sell farmers and factory workers books
with secret code that helps them calculate
where to dig graves under the starry sky.
I drive my car from sea to shining sea
three thousand miles through countless little towns
to sell farmers and factory workers books
with secret code that helps them calculate
where to dig graves under the starry sky.
Clutching diamond that glitters with bright stars,
I focus fierce attention of despair
on hope that divine light of its god eye
will guide my restless steps to paradise
where I would play role of the holy seer
who prophesies when lightning cracks the sky.
I focus fierce attention of despair
on hope that divine light of its god eye
will guide my restless steps to paradise
where I would play role of the holy seer
who prophesies when lightning cracks the sky.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Clutching diamond that glitters with bright stars,
I focus fierce attention of despair
on hope that divine light of its god eye
will guide my restless steps to paradise
where I would play role of the holy seer
who prophesies when lightning cracks the sky.
I focus fierce attention of despair
on hope that divine light of its god eye
will guide my restless steps to paradise
where I would play role of the holy seer
who prophesies when lightning cracks the sky.
Blind postman who delivers messages
wears mask of Mercury I stole from death
with divine mission to heal broken hearts
who come to expect my visits each day
with packages of volatile regret
abandoned on the road to paradise.
wears mask of Mercury I stole from death
with divine mission to heal broken hearts
who come to expect my visits each day
with packages of volatile regret
abandoned on the road to paradise.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Blind postman who delivers messages
wears mask of Mercury I stole from death
with divine mission to heal broken hearts
who come to expect my visits each day
with packages of volatile regret
abandoned on the road to paradise.
wears mask of Mercury I stole from death
with divine mission to heal broken hearts
who come to expect my visits each day
with packages of volatile regret
abandoned on the road to paradise.
I wish I could narrate with noble themes
random events of my fidgety play
through incoherent principles of fate,
yet I trudge lost with agitated faith
in restless circles till my anxious feet
blaze new way that bypasses paradise.
random events of my fidgety play
through incoherent principles of fate,
yet I trudge lost with agitated faith
in restless circles till my anxious feet
blaze new way that bypasses paradise.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
I wish I could narrate with noble themes
random events of my fidgety play
through incoherent principles of fate,
yet I trudge lost with agitated faith
in restless circles till my anxious feet
blaze new way that bypasses paradise.
random events of my fidgety play
through incoherent principles of fate,
yet I trudge lost with agitated faith
in restless circles till my anxious feet
blaze new way that bypasses paradise.
Exhausted from my endless quest for truth,
I lounge beneath the apple tree of trust
till all illusions of conceptual thoughts
dissolve to sudden swirls of splashing rain
which cleanses my love-wounded heart with facts
too brutal to destroy lies I believe.
I lounge beneath the apple tree of trust
till all illusions of conceptual thoughts
dissolve to sudden swirls of splashing rain
which cleanses my love-wounded heart with facts
too brutal to destroy lies I believe.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Exhausted from my endless quest for truth,
I lounge beneath the apple tree of trust
till all illusions of conceptual thoughts
dissolve to sudden swirls of splashing rain
which cleanses my love-wounded heart with facts
too brutal to destroy lies I believe.
I lounge beneath the apple tree of trust
till all illusions of conceptual thoughts
dissolve to sudden swirls of splashing rain
which cleanses my love-wounded heart with facts
too brutal to destroy lies I believe.
Beyond edge of my vision I perceive
unfocused ghost of honest arrogance
that fuels my endless journey somewhere else
to share my story with the faceless god
who stares at me from mindless stone of faith
till I explain how wind fills me with hope.
unfocused ghost of honest arrogance
that fuels my endless journey somewhere else
to share my story with the faceless god
who stares at me from mindless stone of faith
till I explain how wind fills me with hope.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Beyond edge of my vision I perceive
unfocused ghost of honest arrogance
that fuels my endless journey somewhere else
to share my story with the faceless god
who stares at me from mindless stone of faith
till I explain how wind fills me with hope.
unfocused ghost of honest arrogance
that fuels my endless journey somewhere else
to share my story with the faceless god
who stares at me from mindless stone of faith
till I explain how wind fills me with hope.
Unresting death of endless solitude
pretends to horrify my aching heart
with nothingness of my specialized self
so I play music on the turtle shell
bound tight with tendrils of taut harmony
since nothing I believe is ever true.
pretends to horrify my aching heart
with nothingness of my specialized self
so I play music on the turtle shell
bound tight with tendrils of taut harmony
since nothing I believe is ever true.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Unresting death of endless solitude
pretends to horrify my aching heart
with nothingness of my specialized self
so I play music on the turtle shell
bound tight with tendrils of taut harmony
since nothing I believe is ever true.
pretends to horrify my aching heart
with nothingness of my specialized self
so I play music on the turtle shell
bound tight with tendrils of taut harmony
since nothing I believe is ever true.
My secret grave under the starry sky
protects me from the soundless dark of fate
which stares into vast hollow of my heart
with loving laughter of indifferent time
so all remorseful guilt of selfish hope
dissolves to terrible beauty of truth.
protects me from the soundless dark of fate
which stares into vast hollow of my heart
with loving laughter of indifferent time
so all remorseful guilt of selfish hope
dissolves to terrible beauty of truth.
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 AM
My secret grave under the starry sky
protects me from the soundless dark of fate
which stares into vast hollow of my heart
with loving laughter of indifferent time
so all remorseful guilt of selfish hope
dissolves to terrible beauty of truth.
protects me from the soundless dark of fate
which stares into vast hollow of my heart
with loving laughter of indifferent time
so all remorseful guilt of selfish hope
dissolves to terrible beauty of truth.
Molecular Matrix Of Mind
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus guides souls of the dead to the nothingness of stories in books that the living read to remember their names and deeds.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/mole...
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus guides souls of the dead to the nothingness of stories in books that the living read to remember their names and deeds.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/mole...
Molecular Matrix Of Mind
Molecular Matrix Of Mind © Surazeus 2025 11 14 Because there is no Heaven and no Hell where disembodied souls with conscious glow float...
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November 14, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Molecular Matrix Of Mind
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus guides souls of the dead to the nothingness of stories in books that the living read to remember their names and deeds.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/mole...
© Surazeus
2025 11 14
Orpheus guides souls of the dead to the nothingness of stories in books that the living read to remember their names and deeds.
surazeus.blogspot.com/2025/11/mole...
We create Heaven or Hell on this Earth
through organized system of tribal gangs
when we incorporate conflicting goals
as one global food-production machine
governed by United Nations of Earth
to fund liberty and justice for all.
through organized system of tribal gangs
when we incorporate conflicting goals
as one global food-production machine
governed by United Nations of Earth
to fund liberty and justice for all.
November 14, 2025 at 1:12 PM
We create Heaven or Hell on this Earth
through organized system of tribal gangs
when we incorporate conflicting goals
as one global food-production machine
governed by United Nations of Earth
to fund liberty and justice for all.
through organized system of tribal gangs
when we incorporate conflicting goals
as one global food-production machine
governed by United Nations of Earth
to fund liberty and justice for all.
Because this brief glow of bright consciousness
springs from electric currents of desire
and will soon vanish into nothingness,
I sing in harmony with global choir
of human voices expressing our dreams
to help each generate new life.
springs from electric currents of desire
and will soon vanish into nothingness,
I sing in harmony with global choir
of human voices expressing our dreams
to help each generate new life.
November 14, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Because this brief glow of bright consciousness
springs from electric currents of desire
and will soon vanish into nothingness,
I sing in harmony with global choir
of human voices expressing our dreams
to help each generate new life.
springs from electric currents of desire
and will soon vanish into nothingness,
I sing in harmony with global choir
of human voices expressing our dreams
to help each generate new life.
Crossing stream of water on cautious legs,
I measure ceaseless flow of molecules
that spiral from rain to the swirling sea
with energy acquired from the first flash
which hurls galaxies of star-nurtured worlds
from which our conscious bodies sprout to sing.
I measure ceaseless flow of molecules
that spiral from rain to the swirling sea
with energy acquired from the first flash
which hurls galaxies of star-nurtured worlds
from which our conscious bodies sprout to sing.
November 14, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Crossing stream of water on cautious legs,
I measure ceaseless flow of molecules
that spiral from rain to the swirling sea
with energy acquired from the first flash
which hurls galaxies of star-nurtured worlds
from which our conscious bodies sprout to sing.
I measure ceaseless flow of molecules
that spiral from rain to the swirling sea
with energy acquired from the first flash
which hurls galaxies of star-nurtured worlds
from which our conscious bodies sprout to sing.
Though Pythagoras declared with firm hope
that conscious souls persist after our death
as beams of light that radiate down from stars,
which billions of people on Earth believe
with fierce hope life is not so temporary,
I know my soul will vanish when I die.
that conscious souls persist after our death
as beams of light that radiate down from stars,
which billions of people on Earth believe
with fierce hope life is not so temporary,
I know my soul will vanish when I die.
November 14, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Though Pythagoras declared with firm hope
that conscious souls persist after our death
as beams of light that radiate down from stars,
which billions of people on Earth believe
with fierce hope life is not so temporary,
I know my soul will vanish when I die.
that conscious souls persist after our death
as beams of light that radiate down from stars,
which billions of people on Earth believe
with fierce hope life is not so temporary,
I know my soul will vanish when I die.