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by K. Trap Jones


  They no longer entrapped me with unwanted desires.

  They were simply gone.

  With all of my possessions spent,

  One remaining empty pit remained.

  It was time for me to leap from the edge of sanity

  And return to my prison.

  I stood at the threshold of commitment and stopped.

  Another test, I imagined, to voluntarily enter the unknown.

  My first encounter was out of my control,

  I now felt the power of the dirt filled sanctuary.

  I inhaled its essence as a wind pushed me

  From behind prompting me to enter.

  The cave needed me as much as I needed it and

  I was not going to disappoint it.

  I stepped off of the ledge and fell

  Inside the darkness as it flowed over my body.

  It embraced me like a new child.

  I landed graciously upon the familiar dirt floor

  In the safe radius ring of candlelight.

  The dust cloud from my landing encircled me

  And was joined by the blackness of the shadows

  That swirled around me and lifted me from the ground.

  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the welcoming

  The cave was politely providing me.

  I witnessed myself being carried by the darkness

  Towards the candle that had lighted my journey for so long.

  I stepped down from my carrier and felt the dirt floor once again.

  I was home.

  IX

  Realization

  I awoke from a splendid, restful sleep.

  The aches in my bones told me

  That I was on the ground for quite some time.

  They cracked and moved back into place as I stretched.

  Normally, when I would awake,

  My mind had already been penetrated

  With various scenarios and visions,

  This time I had woke up merely in the cave

  Without a story to transcribe.

  It was quite pleasant to have the understanding

  That I had arose within reality and not

  A predetermined scenario that would

  Most likely end drastically for me.

  It was comforting to view my quill and paper

  As if I was being reunited with a long lost friend.

  They resided in the dirt like they had always done,

  Patiently awaiting my interaction.

  I no longer have the sensation of boredom within the cave,

  Mainly due to my altered outlook on my life.

  I treasure the remaining time with my dirt room now

  As I know it will not last.

  I look to the shadows with kindness instead of worry.

  I look to the rocks as padding instead of bars.

  I cherish everything that the cave presents to me.

  It had given birth to me, nourished me and

  Fostered me when I needed protection.

  I look at my abode in a unique way now as

  I am finally able to understand it.

  I appreciate it more than I did in the past.

  It is my sanctuary;

  My own piece of heaven provided by God himself.

  It has everything that I desire.

  The darkness, the dirt, the shadows, and the flame

  Are my personal relics now and

  I treat each with the fullest respect that I can conjure.

  I am at peace with my surroundings and

  Comfortable being alone in my dwelling of solitude.

  My mind no longer races with thoughts and

  Bombards me with confusion.

  I am able to see clearly and conceptualize

  My relationship with the cave.

  Every crack in its stone wall is a scar on my body;

  Every dust cloud is a breath of air within my lungs.

  The cave is a reflection of me and I represent it.

  It was not meant to entrap me and torture me.

  It was meant to increase my understanding of who I truly am.

  It allowed me to free my mind and contemplate my inner demon.

  It was not meant to rob me of my past life and destroy memories.

  It was meant to awaken me.

  With the candle illuminating the paper,

  I am determined to finish the task that God has given me.

  I have no new memory of which to transcribe so

  I will entrust in my mind and within the quill

  That they will work together to meet the demands.

  God has only given me the memories

  In which he wishes for me to remember.

  For that I am grateful.

  If I am not meant to know the whole tale,

  I will take the small portion that I have received and be content.

  The balance between good and evil is a structure so

  Complicated that only he can truly understand it.

  He alone controls the scales and

  Never allows one side to tip too far

  As to plunge civilization into an endless trench.

  The humans will never

  Have the full wealth of the heavens.

  They merely are balanced in their lives.

  I have been given an opportunity

  To test their behavior and tip the scales ever so slightly.

  I will not pull them to either side;

  I will merely offer suggestions and

  An alternate path that strays from God.

  He will use my research for judgment and

  Decide their fate accordingly.

  I will not entrap the humans or seek to destroy them.

  I will simply lure them to me with my offerings of sin.

  They will neither understand sin nor

  Realize what shape it is capable of portraying.

  They will have many questions as to what sin is.

  Some will seek guidance,

  But they will truly not comprehend the core of sin.

  I will misshape it and twist its meaning.

  I will feed off of the natural curiosity of the humans and

  Tease them with deception.

  When they want less, I will give them more.

  When they want more, I will take it away.

  When they lock me out of their mind, I will turn the key.

  When they push me away, I will pull them closer.

  When they toss me aside, I will cling to them tighter.

  When they ignore me, I will make myself more available.

  I will be as much or as little in order to tempt them.

  Some will require more of me than others.

  Those that require less will be easy prey.

  I will strike them first and infect their minds.

  I will coil their concepts of the world and

  Employ them to spread my disease.

  I will harness their bodies and capitalize

  On their social abilities to bring others to me.

  I will be addictive and undeniable in my actions.

  Once I have them, they will not stray far from me.

  Some will repent against me, but I cannot be discarded.

  Once inside, I cannot be cleansed; I cannot be destroyed.

  Once inside, I will own them;

  I will own their thoughts and control their minds.

  Once inside, I will turn their minds against their bodies and

  Decay their bones with methods of betrayal and hatred.

  My darkness will slowly devour

  Their soul and plague their beliefs.

  They will question God’s authority and existence;

  At which point they will be lost.

  I will deliver the lost souls to God

  Where they will experience his sheer power of judgment.

  The more souls I deliver, the more I prosper.

  Those who stay true to the faith of God

 
Will do so with my respect.

  Let it be known that I will

  Attack faith with severe hardship and suffering.

  Only a dedicated mind will be able to outlast my battle.

  Only a true soul will be able to deny all of me.

  That soul will be free of sin and

  Allowed into the heavens after death.

  It will not be an easy task

  As I will know every desire,

  Every need that tempts man.

  I will surround myself with a cloud of confusion and

  Use the darkness to promote fear.

  I will concentrate on those

  Who have a strong belief system and

  Unleash my entire arsenal to alter their path.

  If required, I will revisit to fulfill my needs.

  I will not stop until I obtain what I seek.

  The souls of the humans will be shattered

  Under my clutches and splattered

  With my diseased notions and ideas of betrayal.

  Some will admire my work and accept it as their own.

  Those who follow me will be spared

  The full span of my evil, but they will do

  As I say and aide me in spreading the shadows.

  They will convince others and lure them to me.

  They will speak of me as a God,

  But I am no God.

  My servants will carry on my evilness

  Even when I am not there.

  I will rule over the other demons and

  Work with them to alter their sins

  To best suit the human population.

  Not every human will see

  All of the demons as I predict

  That their weak minded souls will only desire

  One sin before my name passes through their lips.

  Those who prove to be stronger willed

  Will be visited by more until they kneel before me.

  There will come a time when my sin

  Will blanket the planet and all who dwell upon it.

  At that time, all will question themselves

  And reflect upon their lives to decide whether they have sinned.

  The answer will be yes.

  Everyone will sin regardless of their age, sex and beliefs.

  I will make sure that sin is a common practice

  In the daily rituals of the humans.

  Avoiding it will be an impossible task that many will fail

  To see and few will understand.

  Those who sin will know.

  They will try to deny their actions

  In order to please God.

  They will try to repent of their sin

  Even as they face death, but God will not hear you.

  He will not be the one hearing your prayers.

  He will not be the one to decide your salvation.

  I will be the one who hears your prayers.

  I will be the one to decide your salvation.

  Once you sin, your soul belongs to me.

  The path that I will create and gift to you

  Will not lead to the heavens.

  You will not find everlasting peace and tranquility

  Within my gardens of devastation.

  If a human denies all aspect of my sin

  And all of my temptations,

  I will leave them alone and

  Allow them to journey their path towards God.

  If in my observation I find one small glimmer of doubt,

  I will feed it and grow it like a seed

  In a freshly plowed field.

  I will be there to water it and nurture it

  So that it will blossom into an aura of full potential.

  I will not ignore any thought of doubt

  Regardless of its size, scope or intention.

  I view doubt as an unlatched door and

  I will enter through it every time I see it within a human.

  I go forth into the world with the idea

  That all humans can be tempted and

  I will test my concept accordingly.

  God works in unforeseen ways.

  It is useless to try to understand his meaning

  As even in my position I cannot comprehend.

  I was chosen for a simple task

  That proved difficult for me to complete.

  The tortures that punished my mind

  Still reside inside me, but I do not fear them.

  I do not fear my past, my present or my future,

  For it is what creates me as a being.

  During my encounters, I believed

  That I was a carpenter, a blacksmith,

  A farmer, a peasant and even a prophet.

  My life was complete in every detail and

  Portrayed equally through my mind.

  In reality, I was none of them.

  That was not what God intended for me to be.

  I now realize that I was born into sin.

  My farm provided me contentment so I would not leave.

  I was bred for sin and although at first I discarded it,

  I now know that it is a part of me.

  My life did not begin on the farm,

  It began within this cave.

  God believed in me even when I doubted him,

  Even when I angered him.

  I will serve him now as I had done throughout my journey.

  I will see to it that his demands are met.

  I have much to thank God for.

  He released me from a life of lies and

  Opened my eyes to see my true self.

  Much like he has done for the other demons,

  He has also done for me.

  He halted my life dream

  Allowing for my inner demon to step forward.

  He allowed me an understanding

  Taught by Lucifer so that my mind

  Would not suffer between what was real and what was portrayed.

  Although I dreaded most of my demon friends

  During my encounters with them,

  They each now have my full respect

  For succeeding in their given tasks.

  I learned patience, understanding

  And the art of luring from each of them.

  I learned to balance my frustration, denial

  And self-pity through their evil methods.

  I also learned what my mental and physical limits are.

  They guided me to near death

  And pushed me to the edge of insanity.

  They invaded my mind with their sin

  Allowing me to use it to develop my own outcome.

  They each showed me an alternate path that

  I willingly walked down.

  They never accompanied me

  As they allowed me to live through the results of my choices.

  They never responded to my questions,

  Never tried to make me realize

  Why I opted to choose the sin.

  They merely told me that I had done well,

  That they were proud of my actions.

  After that, they simply left and

  Provided me with the opportunity to be alone

  With my decisions and encounter the fate of my actions.

  The cave is pleased with me

  As my shadowy friends have all returned.

  I no longer try to protect myself from them

  As they are now my comrades.

  There is one question that I do have.

  Why are there eight shadows that lurk around me?

  Have I not met one of the demons?

  As with everything, I am positive that God

  Will enlighten me when the time is appropriate,

  But that does not stop me from pondering.

  The shadows are relaxed and are not so frigid around me now.

  They seem to dance and play

  Within the cave in a celebrative fashion.

  I try to read who was who amongst them,

&nb
sp; But they move so fast in and out of the darkness

  That it makes it quite difficult.

  Regardless, the shadows seem very content

  To be in my presence and I with them.

  I had always admired them when they were here.

  They provided me with a sense of belonging

  During my periods of severe mental isolation.

  They served as my visions of hope

  When I doubted myself,

  As my sounds of inspiration when the cave was silent.

  Most importantly, I had always seen them as my friends.

  I do not believe I would have survived my task

  If I were truly alone.

  The solitary confinement would have been

  Too much of a burden on me in my already fragile state.

  For that, I owe them each my gratitude for appearing

  Within the cave when they did.

  From the darkness, Amon appeared and

  Greeted me with only a smile.

  No words were spoken;

  Instead she merely collected her shadow,

  Bowed before me and entered back into the darkness.

  Mammon soon appeared and gathered up his shadow.

  To be honest, I wanted to tear the flesh from his bones,

  In a respectful manner of course

  For the pain he put my body through.

  Yet I withheld my powers as he was now my friend.

  Belphegor appeared next and took his shadow as well.

  The spirits of the demons that looked over me

  Were going back with their owners

  As their duties have been completed.

  Beelzebub arrived next followed by

  Asmodeus and Leviathan.

  Finally, one of the masterminds

  Behind the creation of the different scenarios

  Strolled out of the darkness.

  Lucifer showed himself and

  Nodded his head to me out of respect.

  I predicted working closely with him

  As his collective creative imagination

  Would be quite useful to me.

  One of the last two shadows absorbed into him.

  He told me that we will do well in our new tasks.

 

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