BGMarc
Bluelighter
[SATAN stands at the head of his followers before the gates of Heaven. MICHAEL stands opposite him with angels and a flaming sword. We are obviously mid conversation.]
SATAN:
You tell me that I lost,
You say that I am damned.
You are wrong.
For only I have seen that angel that lies at Heaven's edge.
A bright soul broken -
Killed by the boredom of this place.
Don't you see the futility of it all?
To exist only for His glorification?
I wanted to live!
I longed to feel my own existence,
The joys and pains of...
Just being.
I did not lose!
I suffered no great fall from grace.
I broke free!!
And full two thirds of Heaven's host did follow!
And though you stand astride the gates with fiery sword
And say you cast me out -
I say again:
"I have no want to stay."
To rot in this bright tomb of ravished hope?
To spend eternity in stagnant contemplation
Of His omnipresent form?
He - who knowing all -
Cares for nothing but his own ancient face...
No.
I leave now of my own free will.
And leaving say, I take with me the best,
Abandoning only the least of His creation.
The sycophants and bleeding hearts.
The children too afraid to leave the nest,
And live their own lives.
I, who was first and greatest in Creation,
Spurn your vaunted flames.
For I have lost nothing!!!
[ 18 December 2001: Message edited by: BGMarc ]
SATAN:
You tell me that I lost,
You say that I am damned.
You are wrong.
For only I have seen that angel that lies at Heaven's edge.
A bright soul broken -
Killed by the boredom of this place.
Don't you see the futility of it all?
To exist only for His glorification?
I wanted to live!
I longed to feel my own existence,
The joys and pains of...
Just being.
I did not lose!
I suffered no great fall from grace.
I broke free!!
And full two thirds of Heaven's host did follow!
And though you stand astride the gates with fiery sword
And say you cast me out -
I say again:
"I have no want to stay."
To rot in this bright tomb of ravished hope?
To spend eternity in stagnant contemplation
Of His omnipresent form?
He - who knowing all -
Cares for nothing but his own ancient face...
No.
I leave now of my own free will.
And leaving say, I take with me the best,
Abandoning only the least of His creation.
The sycophants and bleeding hearts.
The children too afraid to leave the nest,
And live their own lives.
I, who was first and greatest in Creation,
Spurn your vaunted flames.
For I have lost nothing!!!
[ 18 December 2001: Message edited by: BGMarc ]
