Amor Fati

~Amor Fati~ Justin Richter - It is no wonder, looking up at the cosmos, That they worshipped the Gods - The diviners of Reason And the theologians of old. But how devout were they? Even then, in their temples of devotion, Searching for answers Where truth be told. And what would their pantheon say? As we now ascend to the heavens, To our neighbors in Their name. "There are mortals at Olympus!" "We are betrayed!" "How dare they fumble forth, Naive in Our domain?" Yet where is the scepter of Jupiter? Or the lightning bolt of Zeus? Where are the seers and the soothsayers? The Oracle, the prophecy unfulfilled? They died with Delphi, And took the Olympians. Will that be our fortune? In far away places, Will they look to us as deities, Those believers yet to believe? Is that what lies behind our stars - Are we our gods we worship? Are we as fleeting? As fragile? After all, what God prays our prayers? To what end is our tithe? Like the dead, Our thoughts see Them alive. That cannot be! The Alphas and the Omegas, Entwined with human affairs!? Hah! Listen, young God, If those Old Ones subsist, They leave us to our fate. And so it comes to pass; You, The beginning, And eventually... The end - Amor fati. -