Allow me to introduce my self
Into the abyss
I am the Devil
Many are and should be frightened by the devil. Many dIo not have any belief in the devil and still there are others who believe the devil like God is more like an energy source or attraction. It should be apparent to most that there are just plain evil things that happen in this world. And generally "evil" is a concept reserved for man. Though we probably all have seen "evil" pets of sorts.This hub is a look into the devil within us. We all probably have seen the impression of an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other, both whispering or yelling into the ears of a man or woman. Here we just take the concept of the devil and take him off the shoulder and into the heart of man.
So you are invited to let go a little and just kind of go with the notions here in. But the author does give this: WARNING GOING TO FAR HERE COULD BE DANGEROUS.
- I am weakened by your love. Know that i am hailed from above. I am you nightmares and I am your demons. I am doubt and I am second thoughts.
- Your life is mine if you let it be.
- I am as tough as the old thorn tree.
- I am the wood that thy savoir hung from
- I am not yours though I am the meat you cling to
- Be happy
- be joyful but do not look
- for I am the man your soul did hook
Ha ha ha I am you!!
Do you think I am just here to comfort?
No no no I am here to destroy.
I make you think you are having a great time. Ha ha ha.
I am more powerful than you for you do not know me.
I am the devil and I was born inside of you!! Scracth your eyes out for they are mine.
You think that you are having an “internal dialogue” and making choices based on weighing the good and bad. Hahaha. It is internal alright but it is me against you, or if you like, you against you for I am in you. You are so silly that you think that mistakes are accidents, not true they are me and you. I am the cause of your carelessness and I like it that way. I am what makes you weak on any given day. When you do not care enough to be careful that is me in you.
All of us
My favorite place is your pocketbook
My favorite place is in your wallet you spend your money and credit on things that I make in sweat shops dumping toxins into the earth. Hahaha. You think that the extra money you spend is your choice, what a fool you are, you are my friend indeed. That food you just bought is filled with cholesterol and chemicals and I helped you choose it. I own you.
Please now you deserve a smoke and a drink, you think you worked hard and you deserve it and then another and another and another. And you spent money you should donate to the sick to buy them. Hihihi. You are my BFF.
And you think I wrote this – Why?
Because I am so sneaky and conniving that even though I tell you these truths someone will convince you otherwise. Hopefully your spouse or parents because then I own them also. I just really like myself as I gobble up your self worth and goodness.
Notice I do not say “love”. For I hate love and Love and even luv! It is the only thing in you that I cannot conquer. But do not worry you will fail there and that is not a problem for me. For while there is love everywhere most of you idiots do not embrace such. And if you do I just let someone else steal it. So easy.
Now about what I would like you to do with me.
Hate Me! That is what I really crave. I want you to revile and treat me like hell scum filth. You see that is when I really have you all to myself. Hate and anger let me control you to my own disgusting desires. Have you ever done something “good” while you were hating? You see just pointing this out to you, you hate me. I think that is just fine and dandy!
My job is so cool, I constantly turn you into the fool. Please excuse me for a moment as I cause two trains to crash. Think of me in the riotous streets of impoverished nations. Tell a friend of my next time you steal and cheat. Do not mind me when I cause others to curse your name and you to return the favor. That is just me.
Look now if you are brave enough
Have you ever seen me inside of you?
Raging waters inside of you.
My favorite river is the Nile
Let me rephrase that just a bit -- my favorite river is denial. I help flow through you every day. You deny that you see the suffering all around you. You deny that things are bad for others so you can go safely and securely on your way. And worst of all for you, you deny that you can do anything about all the bad. As long as my river flows strong through your veins you will do nothing to halt the progress of my plans.
Wars and massacres will happen, starvation and homelessness will continue and injustice in the name of greed will flourish because you do nothing to stop me. You give me free reins over all that you ignore.Allow me to lock your doors at night so you can retreat safely into your space of denial. While I go out into the night and cause despair and hatred among your fellow man.
And now I have one last favor to ask of you. Please just take these pills here so you can sleep at night and then these other ones so you do not notice the suffering during the day. Allow me to tuck you in and to help you make money tomorrow.
I thought that this would be a fun piece to write. I thought it would be fun to play the devil. But I must say it was not. It just became sad. It was very difficult to complete and I shall not venture here again soon.
Perhaps the truths about the devil are depressing. Perhaps just too scary. And perhaps just plain true for so many of us. As the Stones point out above the name you give it really makes no difference at all. And so we all must learn to deal with this part of ourselves.
For this writer I will now go write a fun piece and make doubly sure that I take a good hard look at problems around me that I can help alleviate. Starting by loving.
I came back now after a good day. And I must say that while I did not edit this great the first time because the hub was starting to bum me out, I just read it again and saw the ugliness that enveloped me. That is a strange thing to do to oneself. But I think it important to do from time to time. To tell you the truth I think I was less evil today than I am on other days. Perhaps the mirror of writing is truly a gateway into our darkest soul.