Who Is Your Movement?
By now you will know that I’m not a literal demon, my evil will often be metaphorical. Not that I shy away from violence, it is my métier. After eons of it I would always rather talk about anything else. Usually myself, but I will talk about everything, it depends on what I want to say and why.
People associate me with hellfire, a total waste of fire I assure you, I love fire far too much to degrade it that way. Torture, they imagine a place where you will be tortured forever, for whatever reason. Ludicrous, who would supply the manpower? I can think of several contenders, but we can’t have you punishing each other in my territory. So, no eternal torment.
If you attract my attention, quite hard to do actually, you will be tortured, but once will be enough, if you have a soul, it will be scarred and I can let you die, so to speak. The truth is, you really have no need of a devil anymore. Anyone can see that you have judged yourself worthy of destruction. I heartily concur.
Still nicely divided, you each have your own versions of hell, together they make a spectacular mosaic of ugly. For some reason you all like to hang around at the dirty end of the playground. Looking over your shoulder while you invent new kinds of bullies.
It’s highly amusing, especially in these uber-intolerant times, when there literally are no good guys, so you have to invent some and give them hashtags. So many movements! (Insert crass joke here, it won’t be as good as the one I was thinking of…)
Still, how does one choose? Think of all the things floating in a cesspool, which will you choose to accept? When all the choices are evil, and they are, by your or my design, you will choose evil. It won’t be hard, all you have needed is the pretext, now you’re free to make one up.
Believe me when I tell you that there is evil in every one of you, you are born with it. Find yourself on the ever-so-fun bell curve, but don’t try to deny it in yourself, or others. Face the foe, know it, understand it, fight it, if you will, but don’t expect to win. As well try to change the colour of your skin, the way you dream, what you cherish.
When you use the word hate, mean it, or don’t use it at all. Stop diluting the vocabulary with your missing mind, don’t pretend to emotions you don’t have.
There are a million versions of hell extant in your world, understanding always that a million is infinitely expandable. I will give you a few. Any Wal Mart on a Saturday. Any reservation in North America, anywhere in the neighbourhood of Russia or China, life for women, in pretty much every century, everywhere, nice work boys. You’ll find hell in every holy place, something holy in the darkest holes, it depends where you look.
If someone was willing to change the world, they would. What would you do to help? How much would you embrace for the right cause? How much would you sacrifice?
Next blog, I’ll give you a cure for your world, something that could fix everything.
I’m not worried, you will ignore it and my work will go on, ask any gun owner (as one myself I can predict the response). Or the fundamentalist of your choice. Ask your movement.
“Thank U” by Aurora Almost a movement herself, but she does have that voice.