What other basis for social interactions could there be, but that afforded us by ‘Free Will’:
Mankind is capable of choice! Each according to their actions! There are no exceptions!
Accept this, breathe this in, kneel before this, altar, incense burning, this smoky sin. Still.
Welcome to the House of Worship, The Seat of ‘Free Will.’ What a pill, these believers, eh?
All day, all night, no respite no rest for these worthy ones, having so much fun pretending
the gravity of their actions isn’t self-satisfaction. I suppose it is, after a fashion, passion
breeding all sorts of necessary, if unseemly, disadvantages, like the willingness to cut off
your hand to spite your fate, is such a thing a choice? A moist decision point most miss this, why? Yes?
The point I am trying to pierce you with is simple, and ultimately satisfactory. Let me pretend that I have you entirely at my whims, am able to do with you every bad little thing that comes into my mind, and what I most want you to do is to WANT me to do just that! no to resist, not to struggle (because you only hurt yourself little poppit), not to beg and plead and pray and cry and…well actually I quite get off on all of that too, so let’s do it let’s do it all, let’s play victim and stockholm syndrome and lover and loving and above it all becoming SOMETHING! Where once there was NOTHING now there will be SOMETHING! here, here between us two, or twenty-two, or an infinite chain of fractions of the perspectives we can adopt, partners now, no?
Master. And Slave. Do you understand? You are the Bottom. He is the Top. And there may be points where your position APPEARS to reverse, APPEARS to turn all topsey turvey whirley girley BUT NO! BAD DOG! BAD DOG BAD! SAD DOG MAD DOG BAD DOG GOOD GOD! You see how simple it is? No. My throat rips for you.
There is only one Will, one perspective in all of eternity that can be said to be, in any meaningful sense of the word, ‘Free.’ That is God. God was free to create the world, He was free to destroy the dinosaurs, He was free to start and middle and end WWII, He was free to do each and every little thing that ever came into His Mind. And If It But APPEARS To Us That These Histories Are Dirty, Or Bad, Or WRONG, Then Let Us Remember That It Was God Who Willed Them, God Who Continues To Will Them, God Alive In Every Aweful Moment, Every Tortured Breath, Every APPEARANCE Of Evil. So Why Is This ‘Free’?
Because Jesus Christ Hung Naked Before God And Man Upon A Tree. Because He Who Cursed Us Proved Himself To Be The Ultimate Intendee For Punishments Both Big And Small, Right And Wrong, Do You Hear The Angel Song Can You Feel The Freewheeling Roaming Throng, Stamping On The Doors Of Hell, “SATAN LET US IN” WE YELL AND ALL THE DEACONS SELL
THEIR SOULS FOR ONE CHANCE,
ONE HOPE, THAT YOU IN DARKNESS REEKING MOPING STOPPING ALL LIGHT WITH YOUR HANDS HELD BEFORE YOUR EYES WAITING WAITING, WAITING OH,
SO PATIENTLY! FOR THIS SURPRISE, YOU HEAR IT COMING! Oh Wait! Oh…my…
God gives you this choice. Make yourself a god, set yourself up as king, and watch your world crumble, watch your dreams decay and turn to dust, from which he made you, to which we all return. Or
Accept the gift of Free Will. Accept the Perspective Of Him Who Made You, Who Formed You In The Clay and Birthed You Into This. And What A World It Is! Full of Wonder, Glory, Mercy, Story! Everything We Love And Everything We Cherish, Yes There Are Nightmarish Ghouls Lurking But In The Light Of The Son Of God We See They’re Just Ugly! That’s All! Not Scary, Once You Get Over Appearances.