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Platon founds the Akademeia to study philosophy:

"Call me Platon, for scope of my research
in nature of life is broad as bright sky
that gleams from crystal sphere of shining stars.
We gather here in warm Elysian grove
where long ago at dawn of Hellene dream,
Athena, whom we reverence with love
as representative of logical thought,
walked this sacred ground, contemplating truth
about nature of people and this world.
Walk beside me in footsteps of Athena,
and we will discover mysteries of life
in this grove where brave Akademos dared
defy King Theseus when he raped young Helen,
and revealed her location to her brothers,
and thus saved Children of Graikos from death.
This grove of olives, on bright river shore,
glows with divine spirit of wise Athena,
so we shall glow with inquisitive urge
to study essence vibrant inside objects,
and discover secrets in how they work
in relationship with Oneness of All."

From Ideas of Aristokles Platon
from Hermead Vol 4 to be published soon
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My Stone Heart
© Surazeus
2015 07 31

My stone heart explodes out red nuclear fire
that becomes my awesome Superman cape
so I soar above world of changing forms
when we watch drama of our civil war
in national play about power struggle
that follows formulaic script I wrote.

I fold my political manifesto
in paper airplane, and launch it to soar
over vast empires of asphalt and steel
where billions of people, robots of glass,
play their pre-programmed roles in social games,
gathering in libraries to read their poems,
then tear books of verses in shreds and toss
concepts from windows that flutter like snow
torn from wings of angels shot down by guns.

After I crawl again from well of eyes,
dripping oil from heart of our bleeding Earth,
I transform from angel to iron man
and walk this world, hacking down trees of fruit
where Adam and Eve weep in drenching rain.

My stone heart cracks open at dawn of time
and seed of light blossoms, unfolding tales
of fallen heroes into Tree of Life
that spreads limbs of computer wires in web
of dreams over metropolitan towers,
but silk hair of Rapunzel is not long
enough to rescue thirsty souls from hell
who cling to each other in blinding hope
though no messiah ever comes again.

Your messiah already came last year
but you arrested him, and shot him dead,
and left him to bleed on arrogant street,
and he will not rise again from mute death,
and he will not give you eternal life,
and you must protect yourself from wild mob
inside surrounding walls of dollar bills.
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President Joker
2015 07 19

Free floating on cement cloud of deep faith, 
dug through core of ten thousand clanking worlds, 
Scarecrow spreads angel wings of asphalt glue 
and swan feathers to fly through window eyes 
of computer monitors, tangled wires 
of seven billion brains linked in one mind, 
and stands on gold pyramid of world power 
constructed on skulls of children who lost 
game of hide and seek in forest of wolves, 
then Mute Mechanic replaces his head 
with painted mask stolen from King of Hearts 
who appears on television at dawn 
wearing crown of thorns and jewels while he sings 
halleluyah, and we all clap along 
with Joker Messiah, laughing with tears, 
rides steel alligator of nuclear pride 
nine times around our world of broken doors, 
and chews our eyeballs like gum he balloons 
large as galaxy of atoms who wake, 
and then I bow and step off stage of laughs. 
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Always treat other people with respect 
as you want them to treat you in return, 
then do what you will for pleasure and gain 
if you never cause other people harm. 

Hermead XVII: 3723-6
Ideas of Aristokles Platon
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I find it oddly synchronous that, just when Academia in America is undergoing a terrible crisis because greedy pirates have taken over and are dismantling the system of higher education, I write the longest epic in Western literature that presents the development of Academia by ancient Greek philosophers as its theme.

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Lion Heart
2015 07 30

Edwin crouches low in tall wind-blow grass 
by swift cold gushing river on broad shore 
where sunlight illuminates trunks of trees, 
and notches sharp arrow in taut yew bow. 

"While my daughter played on this river shore, 
I heard her scream in horror, so I ran, 
leaping fallen logs, in time to observe 
large shaggy lion bite out her red heart." 

After waiting three days by river shore, 
Edwin closes his eyes and sniffs at wind 
when he hears rustling of movement in grass, 
sweat of its pelt, and rumbling in its throat. 

"You are hunter who devoured my sweet child, 
monstrous beast of sharp teeth and ripping claws, 
but now I am hunter, though I am weak, 
for I can hurl sharp death a hundred feet." 

Rising tall and pulling bow string back tight, 
Edwin pauses long moment of stark fear, 
gazing in gold eyes of infinite truth, 
then fires arrow swift as large lion leaps. 

Roar of rage bellows in vast silent woods, 
then terror vanishes in gasping breeze, 
and Edwin stares down, paralyzed with shock, 
as hot blood gushes from its sun-gold eye. 

"Horrible beast of hunger and despair, 
you sprang roaring from my wild beating heart, 
and now your fierce spirit of hunting stealth 
inhabits my body, so I am you." 

Turning away from heap of flesh and bone 
that lies quivering on blue river shore, 
Edwin gasps at site of small lion cub 
who leaps into his arms and licks his cheek. 

"Your father devoured my beloved child, 
so now I will raise you as my sweet pet, 
and you will be my daughter, for your eyes 
reflect her cute spirit of carefree joy." 

Edwin strides in forest of dancing trees 
while lion cub springs along by his side, 
then they sit together by apple tree 
dreaming in glow of warm afternoon sun. 
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Business Of Life
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2015 07 27

I grasp silver wheel, press gas pedal down,
causing four-piston engine to spin,
and steer my car on winding road of hope
that curves over hills past your dreaming homes.

Strangers without bodies, faces, or names
live in every straight-numbered house I pass,
and every door is locked against despair,
and every lawn is well-ordered and clean,
and in every living room on plush couch
sit mute angels disguised as mannequins
who watch world history on a million screens.

I drive past countless businesses and homes,
each one a stage for unrecorded tales,
television dramas no one can watch,
actors who wear their real faces as masks.

Storms crackle and rain pours on angled roofs,
and world we knew is drowned in floods of fear,
recorded in movies before we die,
and we live reborn in world we create.

I tear a thousand masks off my real face
in vain quest to discover and reveal
my true soul, while living lives of dead people,
till I resurrect myself from their graves.

We are clusters of atoms that clink rings
of carbon that spiral into gene coils
who swim river of love to lake of dreams
and wake aware on shore of singing stars.

We tell new stories of our lives through code
of our names that record our quests for truth,
and we map our journeys in river mud
where apple tree sprouts and blossoms ripe fruit.

Life is so messy and confusing, we
attempt to contain within strict bounds
of elegant account, enclosed in walls
of paradise we erect from stacked words,
mystery of hunger and love to control
extravagant passion of magic spells.

I drink hot chocolate by window of faith
and watch mist rise from lake of putrid life,
dreaming how we weave labyrinth of lust,
and remember in visions of desire
how my ancestors survived death to mate.

Now that we know well there is no God
we can proceed with the business of life,
the divine passion of becoming God.
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the divine passion of becoming God. 
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Apalachi Dreaming
2015 07 21

All the leaves are green, and the sky is blue. 
I have been for a walk around a sparkling lake. 
I am happy now, thinking about you. 
Apalachi dreaming, on such a summer day. 

Sat down on a rock I passed along the way. 
I gazed up at the clouds, dreaming about you. 
Wish you were here, but I am glad you are alive. 
Apalachi dreaming, on such a summer day. 

All the leaves are green, and the sky is blue. 
Hold my hand while we walk around the lake. 
I love everyone because I love you. 
Apalachi dreaming, on such a summer day. 

Note: Apalachi is my poetic name for Georgia. 
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United In Our Love
© Surazeus
2015 07 20

The young girl curled up on soft pampasan,
alone in a small house in a country town,
somewhere by a lake near an empty highway,
scrolls through pictures on her glowing tablet.

"Though we all live scattered across the land
in distant towns from sea to shining sea,
my family is united in our love,
gathering on Face Book to share our lives."

Smiling sad, she clicks thumbs-up to express
how much she likes their pictures that reveal
exciting adventures in parks and towns
that appear so bright on the world wide map.

"I never met these people in real life,
but their lives seem so cool and fabulous,
and someday I hope to look in their eyes
before they all soon die and disappear."

The young girl stands alone by bedroom window,
gazing at the silver moon that gleams bright
over fields of corn that rustle in wind,
and stares at her reflection in blue glass.

"I understand why Tammy, my best friend,
killed herself, jumping off the highway bridge,
but I want to live no matter how bad
things get when my heart aches with loneliness."

The young girl presses her hand on cool glass,
and watches lightning flash blood red and gold
when thunderstorm sweeps across homeless plain,
and she dreams millions drowning in wild floods.

"How many people died in stream of time,
waking from dream and walking solid land
to search for treasure hidden in their hearts,
then disappeared from fleeting flash of life."

Holding her tablet with one outstretched arm,
young girl snaps photo of her smiling face,
then uploads it for everyone to see
her face framed by streaks of rain that flash gold.

"I hope I do not grow old here alone,
and travel far from sea to shining sea
to meet all my family who have no names,
united in our love by world wide mind."
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    MS in Geographic Information Science, 2005 - 2008
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Pen Name: Surazeus Astarius Jesuvius Gothinus. Legal Wallet Name: Simon Seamount. Birth Name: Albert Bruce Craig II. SecondLife Name: Surazeus Thor
Epic Poet and Cartographer
Angelus of Anglonesia. 

I am a cartographer, geospatial analyst, and terrain developer by day, and epic poet by night. 

I am writing an epic poem in blank verse titled Hermead about scientists and inventors of civilization. This bible for atheists and scientists is now 120,000 lines of blank verse covering the lives of 25 Greek philosophers.

Buy Hermead Epic of Philosophers

Hermead Vol 1 - 15,000 lines on Hermes, Prometheus, Kadmos, Asklepios, and Hesiodos

Hermead Vol 2 - 16,000 lines on Thales, Anaximandros, and Pythagoras

Hermead Vol 3 - 19,000 lines on Demokritos, Platon, and Aristoteles

You can read 5,000 lines, part of the invocation, several speeches, and the complete tale of Platon, free at

My legal name is Simon Seamount though I was born Albert Bruce Craig II. My mother's maiden name Seamount is from the Swedish name Sjoberg.

I use the name Surazeus as my pen name.

I have been writing narrative poems for 25 years and have recently organized them into books and ebooks.

eBooks for Kindle on Amazon.

I posted about 200 songs I wrote and composed at but do not expect anything more than amateur fun folk singing.

I was born in Oregon in the Year of the Beatles, grew up in Texas in the 1970s, went to high school and college in Takoma (Washington state) in the 1980s. I earned a Bachelor of Arts in Liberal Arts in 1988 at Washington State University. After living in Seattle for a few years, I hitchhiked around the country playing grunge folk in the 1990s.

I got a job as web designer at State of Michigan 1999-2004, then earned a Master of Science in Geographic Information Science 2005-8 at Michigan State University.

I have since lived in North Carolina and now in Georgia working as a cartographer. Where will I go next on the journey of life? My goal is to become a Professor of Literature at Harvard, which was founded by my ancestor, Thomas Dudley.

In SecondLife I am Surazeus Thor

I married an Indonesian Muslim woman from Java Island and we have two cute daughters I named for goddesses of wisdom -- Saraswati and Athena.

I am generally a Gnostic Humanist. I do not know if there is a God or not, but the gods of history were humans who had a large influence on their times. What is most important is that I know myself and understand my perceptions, and recreate them in verse.

I am descended 13 generations from the Puritan Poet Anne Bradstreet. Her father, Thomas Dudley, signed the charter to found Harvard, and was descended from the Sutton-Dudley clan of Elizabethan England, who were descended from Joan of Acre, daughter of King Edward I and Eleanor of Castile.

My religion is Astarism. 

Astarism honors First Mother Astara Ishtar Athena.

Ishtar sent Abraham and Sarah west and they founded Assurism, Olympism, Apollonism, Zoroastrianism, Mithraism, Judaism, Christianity, Islam, Sufism, and all their branches and offshoots.

Ishtar sent Brahma and Saraswati east and they founded Hinduism, Vaishnism, Shaivism, Buddhism, Krishnaism, Sikhism, and all their branches and offshoots.

Astarism includes all those religions as one.

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I am writing an epic about scientists now at 120,000 lines of blank verse, so it is the second longest epic in the world, so far.
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