Passion Of Free Will © Surazeus 2024 09 03 When we talk about strange beauty of life while strolling together by the clear river, grand vision of the world glows in the clouds, conjured from our brains by words we express, but when we fall silent in awe of truth it vanishes from mirror of the sky. When he defeated Kronos, lord of greed, Zeus imposed state order through rule of law by appointing each conscious human being their special role to play in game of life that we perform with passion of free will to maintain world food-production machine. Though I seem free from all social constraints, after breaking blind shackles of religion, each choice I make with ambition for truth becomes the Fate I design for myself within grand institutional framework on which we build society of hope. I could stand in weeds on the river shore beneath the Tree of Life with ripened fruit and watch water of change flow on forever, as all organic bodies transform shape through vibrant motions of our chemicals, yet I will vanish in dream of my heart. Most people believe old religious lie that our souls renew in river of dreams, beaming to bright furnace of consciousness in stars that beam our minds back in new bodies, but I know we vanish to Nothingness while our atoms transform to other bodies. Eurydice is bitten by the Serpent who offered Apple of Wisdom to Eve, so Orpheus strums lyre of Mercury and sings to retrieve her soul from the dead, but she slips back, not because he looks back, but because the dead return not to life. I drink sweet Spirit of Immortal Life brewed from grapes with water from River Styx, dance wild with Dionysus in moonlight, then channel energy my dance awakes with logic of reason to build airplane Daedalus designs so Icarus can fly. After I kill Minotaur of my heart Ariadne leads me through maze of myth as I transform past the Many-Faced God to solve the childish riddle of the Sphinx so we can live in paradise we build because love gives us the strength to endure.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Tuesday, September 3, 2024
Passion Of Free Will
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Orpheus explains to humanity that the dead cannot return to life.
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