Interview With The Devil
1. Hello, how are you, my liege?2. As good as I can be, feeling just a twinge, of fatigue.
1. So, you are the devil, how is that working? People, when they see you, they fear you. People, when they see you, they hate you. People hate you, but they fear you, they are both challengers, usurpers, to your throne, but yet they are cowards, who tremble at your feet. How does this make you feel, if you can, if you have a heart, one that surely beats with the strength of 100 African drums, and pumps harvested souls through your fiery veins, how does that make you feel?
2. "How is that working"? You ask that as if I am some machine which can be working or malfunctioning, you disgust me.
People? People, they see only what they choose to see of me. Some call me Satan, some call me Devil, and some call me the one true Lord.
This image you see of me, it is only what you want to see, what you expect to see. You see pointy horns, curly tail, and a trident, but yet, anyone could easily see a sheep, or a pityful horse, if that is what they belived me to be.
When people show me the respect I deserve, when they call me an angel, a saviour, a lord, it does me good, but then others call it blasphamous. Blasphamous?? Against what, God, your pityful God?
He is the one who should be seen as balsphamous. He is a heratic to your ever moral inside you. He kills, he shows no pity, and he savours it. I have seen him work, he loves his job.
And you think I'm the bad guy?? In Greek mythology, I just got the short end of the straw, those Greeks got it right. I picked the unlucky stick and was cast down, a fallen angel, by God, and Zeus, he said to stay here and watch the souls, in ancient Egypt, I didn't even exist.
Do you know the pain you feel when you exist, and do not exist at the same time?? NO, of course not, you are just a small little human!!
So, when you ask "How does that make me feel" like some common shrink next to a sofa, keep in mind that I do feel, and the pain I feel is what causes me to do the things that I do, in my name. I could do them in God's name, for I am God. I am just a supernatural being. I am the supernatural being that rules all of them. I am God, I am Zeus, I am Ra, I am all. I am my own Pseudonym. So next time you pray, just think about who you really are praying to.
Poetry by Thomas Sutherland McPhee
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Written on 2008-04-28 at 19:44
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