The Return to the forbidden planet.

The Return to the forbidden planet.

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Lucifer's Prayer (revised version II)

 I am the most un-religious person you could find. But i am fascinated  by the stores told by religions. This piece i wrote as a performance piece in 2000 and takes just under 10 minuets. (it's better performed then read). It is Lucifer's prayer to god for forgiveness. 

           This a revised version I've i have done to go along side a short story i am working on, my own twisted little version of Lucifer's story and heavens...

Lucifer's Rise

What if I was to tell you that that heaven and hell, god and the devil, in any shape or form did not exist.
That they were made up by some crazy lunatic whom lost the first page of his best selling novel that red:
 “all characters are fictional and any resemblance to any person living or dead is a coincidence”
What then? would Catholicism fall, you all scream I fear with the knowledge that this pathetic existence was it, and nothing else.
But what if I told you that they did exist in all forms that you have spoken about would you all then live without sin, in peace, and wait entrance to paradise. Yet you would all scream in fear still.

So let you tell you a story…. A true and untold story
You may think to yourself as I began to tell you I know this story.
Well trust me you don’t , have not a clue.
You walk your paradise, empty of the truth, and knowledge
with no idea of what really happened, or what is, and what will be.
.And trust me when I say, this IS your paradise.
This pathetic little marble that you live on is all that you have .

So let me tell you a story my story.
I was just a child, abandoned by my own father,
for what? Being disloyal or being too loyal?
My love for him made me rise so high and strong; did that not mean anything to him? My service? my loyalty? Obverserly not…
He told us too bow down to him and him alone, which we did with all our hearts.
But he cast me down. I fell so far, for what? Not knelling down before his new creation, his …pets.

My brothers and sisters. Divided by our loyalties. Those who obeyed and bowed down to them, and those that would not. As they and I could not understand why our father no longer wanted us to serve him, bow down to him, Love him  as we had always done.

Why did you cast me down to an eternity solitude and darkness?
Out of all of us that question your command, Why did you cast me down so far? I don’t understand?

I was proud to serve you, proud do to what ever you commandeered of me
You asked me to go to them, to help and guide them to you, and what did your pets do to me?
They nailed me to a cross and left me to die.

You resurrected me. So I could stand by your side once more.
But What did you expect me to do when you stood before us and commanded me, us to knell before them after what they had done to me?
I had done as you had commandeered of me,
I died for you.
Wasn’t that enough to show my devotion… 
When I questioned your commandment you cast me to hell to be feared by all

(You sent my brother to help and guide them to them, and what did your pets do? 
They nailed him to the cross and left him to die! Yet you found it in yourself to forgive them. 
But not your own child. I would have died for you as had if that is what you wished. 
Instead you cast me to hell to be feared by all.)

Yet you fear me more them him! 
You forget that he cast you down to earth from paradise due to the sin of one and one alone, without a single thought for the rest of you … pets! 
He sent plagues and floods. 
Yet you worship him hoping he will welcome you with open arms. 
You found it in yourself to forgive them. But not your own child.

Hell has no furry like heaven.

My name is Morning Star, the Light Bearer. I Am the first the eldest, the most loyal devoted servant.
See my power on high….

Forgive me farther for I have sinned.
forgive me for what I have done.
For questioning your word.
For not obeying you.
I beg for your forgiveness and for you to allow me to return home.
Allow me to server you as I once did. Please farther here my prey…
I’ll do as you command of me…

Gabriel, Raphael, Cassiel, my brothers my sisters, forgive me for dividing heaven our family.
Farther forgive my brothers and sisters that stood beside me that day.
We thought you had asked what you had, because you loved them more, and us no longer.
I was blinded my pride, I’m sorry.
I will be proud to obey, I will be proud to serve once again.
Please farther forgive your son. All I want is to be by your side once more.

He doesn’t hear my prey. If he doesn’t hear me, what makes you think he hears you?
My fallen sisters and brothers pray eternally.
Waiting for forgiveness, to ascend and be resurrected in heaven once more.

He does not answer. He does not hear.
Our fathers prayer, the lords prey, asking for our forgiveness, yet you took it from us, to use for yourselves! 
What do you need forgiveness for? He favoured you over us, His children of heaven.

You are the reason for my fall from grace. You are the reason for the war in heaven.
You are the reason!

I am Lucifer. The devil, Satin. I am the angel of hell. 
I will ascend. Ascend above the clouds, in to heaven. 
I will exalt my throne above the stars of gods, my brothers and sister.
And you shale see my power on high!

I was betrayed by my own brother. Who stood beside him and helped to cast me to hell.
Yet I do not rule hell. 
For  I was cursed to wonder your pitiful earth.
This IS my hell. Your paridise!

He doesn’t care what happens to me, why would you think he will be there for you!
He is not all forgiving, not all loving.

Heaven will have no fury as hell will.
I will ascend in to heaven.
And you will see my power on high.
And you will bow before me.
Along with My brothers and sisters.

He can not save you. Do you want to no why.
Because God does not live here any more. 
So go to hell !
                                         
                                                         
Notes:
Image header: This is one of painting that have edited the contrast. You can see the original painting, "Heat Of The Sun" on my art blog,  MyTheoryOfThecrows.Blogspot.com HERE


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Loki Laufeyson (Fárbauti Son)

Divine race:  Jotun, honorary Aesir.
God of:             Mischief.
Father:              Fárbauti
Mother: Laufey or Nal;
Brothers: Byleist and
Helblindi and
Blood-brother of Odin
Wife: Sigyn
Mistress and/or Concubine:        

                                Angrboda

Children: Ali/Vali
Narfi/Narvi
Fenris,
Jormundgand,
Hel
Sleipnir (fathered by Svadilfari).
Hyndla giant
Father of an unnamed child by Tyr's wife (also unnamed).

Star Lore: The dog star, Sirius, is referred to as Lokabrenna.

Attributes: Ambivalence - Loki aids or hinders the gods as it is convenient to him, or when
necessary to save his own skin; the wise fool; - renowned for his cleverness, he manages to find himself at a disadvantage because of his thoughtlessness many times

Loki fights on the side of his family by birth, the Jotuns, rather than that of his blood-brother Odin and the Aesir

Loki transgresses boundaries not only as shape-shifter but also as transgressor of gender
boundaries, being able to change his sex at will. He is neither áss(god) nor giant, but is able to pass as both whenever feeling like doing so.
Most of the situations in which he has become the instigator of conflict relate in some way or another to his shape-shifting ability and/or crossing the border between the land of the gods and of the giants.
Transgression of gender boundaries is another of Loki's typical traits, a trait which he shares with Odin

Loki is quite probably the most dynamic figure in Norse mythology - one of the few dynamic
characters, along with Odin. Most of the other Gods and Goddesses are relatively static: they do not change over time, nor do they alter according to their experiences.
Odin's anomalous character in his roles as a god of wisdom and a god of war are more readily
subject to analysis, for in these he merely represents both sides of a single coin. The price of
wisdom is often sorrow and disillusionment in equal measure to that which is gained; warfare
always implies the ignobility of defeat at the same moment if promises glorious victory. Loki, on the other hand, is the coin, which is flipped and lands on its edge.

For all the times Loki was prevailed upon to get the Gods out of a particularly sticky situation, can you name one single instance when someone did something for him? (Merely deciding not to kill him does not count.) Even when it is perfectly evident from the outset that Loki is the author of their troubles, he is still the one they depend upon to set matters to rights. One might consider this a cautionary tale about the nature of altruism and enlightened self-interest: do what you will for some people and they will more likely resent you than be grateful for being beholden to you. The unintended consequences of Loki's actions are often more meaningful and far-reaching than the event which set them into motion.

In the story of the cutting of Sif’s hair (Thors wife) which resulted in the making of the Treasures of the Gods: Gungnir, Odin's spear, Mjollnir, Thor's hammer, marvelous ship for Frey, golden boar and a golden ring,
Loki offers his head in his wager with the dwarves Brokk and Eitri when they contrive to make treasures equal to those made by the sons of Ivaldi at Loki's behest.
But he denies it to them after they have won the bet by pointing out that they my have his head as long as they do not touch his neck, which, of course, is impossible. Brokk in a vindictive gesture sews Loki's lips together in wrath with a string called Vartare, which has the effect of temporarily binding the flow of his guileful words.

Loki has no need of hammer nor spear nor any other tool while he has the more powerful, yet
more ephemeral, gift of speech. When he occasionally has need of something more tangible, as he does when he borrows the feather-cloaks of Freyja and Frigg, he needs nothing more than persuasion to acquire them. Words, like Loki himself, can be wonderful allies or fearsome enemies, depending on the circumstances




Loki is also the father (and mother!) of many beings: he has two sons with his wife Sigyn, Nare or Narve and Vale, and three children with the giantess Angrboda: Fenrir, the giant wolf,  Jormundgand, the Midgar serpent, and Hel; to these children he is the father.
He has also conceived a foal with the stallion Svadilfari, Sleipnir, and lastly he has given birth to the giantess Hyndla after having eaten the burnt heart of a dead woman.
Loki's bestial children are strongly connected with the eschatology of the Eddas:
Fenrir's and Jormundgand as well as their father both play crucial roles in the last battle between the Aesir and their enemies.
His daughter Hel falls into a somewhat different category: she is the queen of Helheim, and gathers there her army of the evil dead.
Jormundgand is not altogether evil, though: when committed to biting his tail at world's end he really is a part of the cosmological order, as de Vries claims.

After the Aegir's feast, Loki is hunted down and captured by the Aesir; his son Ali is turned into a wolf and kills his brother, Narvi. His son's entrails are used to bind him to three boulders, and Skadhi places a poisonous snake where its venom will drip down on him. His wife Sigyn remains at his side, holding a bowl to catch the venom. When she must go to empty it, the venom strikes Loki and causes such agony that the earth shakes with the contortions of his torment. (He remains bound until all fettered creatures are loosed at Ragnarok.)