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Monday, September 1, 2025

Decisions Make Us Free

Decisions Make Us Free
© Surazeus
2025 09 01

How thoughtless of me to think you are not 
weird as the demon hopping on the shore 
who laughs at how waves swirl around their feet 
in vain bid to disassociate fear 
with frantic flapping of their wingless arms 
designed to measure ecstasy of forms. 

We always think we know what is most true 
as if all our decisions make us free, 
but we are programmed by ancestral dreams 
to act within confines of social rules 
that we forge from our mute terror of death, 
thinking everything is caused by the wraith. 

Thus I decide to climb over the wall 
and steal apples from sacred Tree of Knowledge 
that God thinks nobody should eat but Him, 
aware that rewards are great as the risks, 
so I hide my true face with demon mask 
I carve from rotten trunk in Tree of Life. 

Flock of children, imitating wild crows, 
follow me down the winding mountain road 
from Delphi to the rugged ocean shore 
where dragons crawl on bitter sands of time 
to eat the sacrifice of lonely hearts 
which crawl away in shield of turtle shells. 

Still falling from Heaven on tattered wings, 
I think about the long path of my life 
in calm reflection on each minute choice 
that leads me to the next fork in the road 
where I pause to see the less traveled by 
so I can ponder emotional why. 

Deceived by vision of my deep desire, 
I walk the long way to my chosen fate, 
past buildings that crumble at the earthquake, 
to find the Garden of Eden at last, 
deserted long about by jealous God 
who grew old and died alone in his Hell. 

How dishonorable of me to request 
that you obey behavioral laws 
I carve on tablets of stone to provide 
clear guide for actions that create the good, 
for it is way too easy to destroy 
since souls cannot be revived after death. 

Assertive spark of life wakes egg of hope 
so new life blooms from passion of our hearts 
to generate fresh bodies from our bodies 
which replicate our memories in their brains 
so all my ancestors live in me now, 
together singing hymn of honesty. 




1 comment:

  1. Orpheus takes off his demon mask and hangs it on the wall in the Zarathian Museum of Primitive Religions, then lectures to visiting students about the balance of good and evil in the human soul.

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