We Create Our Fate © Surazeus 2026 02 26 We create our fate with each choice we make by weaving silver threads of cosmic light in holy scripture of clandestine creed because we map our virtual world of dreams by walking toward bright treasure of the heart that lures us lost in endless maze of myths. We create our fate with each choice we make by telling stories from false memories we feel are real as kite on twanging string that dances in cold mountain wind of hope so we can see our place in vale of tears where angels struggle trapped in vines of faith. We create our fate with each choice we make by walking far across waste land of snow with shadow of fourth person by our side whose face we cannot see in gleaming light that fractures mirror mind of our world view when we kneel laughing by the pool of eyes. We create our fate with each choice we make by naming every stranger on the street who hurries past in gust of howling wind because blind death still waits for every soul despite blind faith we place in God above whose silence drenches us in mocking rain. We create our fate with each choice we make by sculpting spirit straight from flash of bombs that disassemble economic gains contained in stringent formulas of greed contrived with capital to fund success for building idols of our vampire god. We create our fate with each choice we make by stumbling drunk on threshold of world change through frantic oscillation between poles of fierce opposing camps of hostile clowns who battle over whose god is more real till Earth is soaked in blood of honest faith. We create our fate with each choice we make by prancing on bright stage of global fame to perform role as savior of the world who leads brave revolution of the lost against cruel oligarchs in towers of gold who sail yachts as we slave in factories. We create our fate with each choice we make by photographing scenes of civil war between conflicting ideologies that shatter mirror of democracy so we assemble puzzle of weird truth from Osiris, our new messiah sleuth.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Thursday, February 26, 2026
We Create Our Fate
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Orpheus rides red giraffe in parade as new world emperor who rules the Earth on enormous pyramid of glass by the Mississippi River.
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