Manage Randomness Of Fate
© Surazeus
2026 11 04

My heart remembers nothing of the pain
wound tight by tree roots in my throbbing brain
long after river stones of moral tricks
crack into pageless books of blood-soaked bricks
from which foundation of our holy state
was built to manage randomness of fate.

From crowded neighborhoods of faceless ghosts,
enchanted by blind horse that always boasts
about grandiose wars of wealth it has won,
I compile statistics about the sun
with plan to build from ritual pieties
empire through religious anxieties.

We cheer great victory of the humble man
who campaigns for God with progressive plan
to fund healthcare for every breathing soul
whether or not they perform social role
that contributes to success of the state
for refugees locked outside jeweled gate.

Retention of brave workers without hands,
who sacrifice their health to uphold brands
of corporate pirates trashing companies,
inspires new mission to reforge mental keys
that should unlock new opportunities
for tailless monkeys who still live in trees.

Our bodies wither from unspooling clocks
that call with trumpets to war-monger hawks
who land on wrist of Christ at whistle call
when his voice shakes faith of the castle wall
through resurrection of the never-dead
whose wisdom springs as daughter from my head.

Hephaestus hobbles in cathedral hall
to fool Achilles in the shopping mall
with joke that he has been elected king
who should wield invisibility ring
through power to raise spirits from the dead
who are but memories in my addled head.

I condescend to implicate myself
through screaming statue on library shelf,
yet choose to vindicate with random rule
my use of sorrow as attention tool
for tricking people to see me as god,
but flee when they realize I am a fraud.

Last emperor of my ancient dynasty,
paralyzed through glam of my majesty,
I wander homeless on the signless road
to find secret marsh of the humming toad
who teaches me code of eternal truth
so I can play role of messiah sleuth.

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Orpheus calculates randomness of fate with conceptual tool of unlanguage based on formulas of psychotic fantasy to manage terror of the future that paralyzes people with faith.

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