Fallen Man—God’s theodic instrument, Beguiled, cursed and exiled by primeval Determinants—raised to be immanent: Good fates its telos by willing evil. O actuated paradox! transcends Causality that veils the astral planes: Volition to pick and choose means and ends. Crossed-out Scripture’s cross-outed siblings’ banes: Jealous and unfavored rose up and slayed— Grabbed the heel then rooked the birthright blessing— Color-coated dreamer waylaid and slaved— Prodigal son unsung by son pressing. Naught to naught, ever my brother’s keeper— Whose squared writ runs kept to keep me deeper.