| Here I was inquiring about the Devil appearing in my future and fortune. We love what Baphomet, offers, don't we? Prophet of temptation. He is our most visceral teacher. The Devil loves devotion. He binds us with it, as lovers of lust and greed. Should we want more of something, he is always to be found lurking within the shadow's of our minds. "Here I am," he says, in that deliciously charming voice. Smooth as silk, mercurial in nature. His presence is so strong, that when he appears, all else disappears in his heat. He commands devotion, this side of God is the most intimate, as he tantalizes us with touch. Master of consumption, he knows you in ways you could only wish to be known... yes... when have we ever found ourselves resisting Lucifer? He offers the famished, food. The unloved, love. Whatever you need, he's got. Waiting in the palm of his hand. This entry is for you the goat-horned man who visits me on occasion and comes every so often to collect his debt. I see you hiding within the corridors of a hungry heart, and you amuse me with fantasies of "I and you" of touch and taste and all things that awaken my senses. I've been a devotee of the light, but anyone who said you're darkness was a liar. You are the brightest burning flame I've ever seen. I feel you close when the heat increases, against my neck, you lap up my sweat. You normally collect what's due in late spring, last year I skipped you. What an omen you share in these dreamscapes, right before I wake. People fear you, but I've seen - you play more than fair. There are so many signs, silence does not become you. In any case, you're here to test me, to see if I've learned the lesson. I know. Hey devil, you tempt to test... know that I am ready for you. |
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