He paced back and forth like a caged tiger ready to pounce upon his prey. His thoughts pursued restless bouts of impatience, irritation and impudence. His faithful legions of fallen were battling and bombarding his enemy with deception and distrust, with lying and lustful thoughts and with greed and grief. Well, he pondered for a moment they were rather not his enemy but rather his enemy’s creation. They were supposed to be a creation of such perfection and such magnificent made in the incorruptible image of the very Creator Himself.
“To hell with Him and His Creation,” Satan seethed. “Apparently His Creation was not as incorruptible as He truly thought. Within guise on a single temptation I was able to corrupt His Incorruptible Creation. I, Satan, the rule of this World was able to create a Fallen Creation.”
To most he was simply known as Satan, to others he was known as The Devil, Beelzebub, Lucifer and Master of Deceit. Although his silently pondering smugly reminded himself of his favorite namesake was that of the Prince of Darkness. He again smugly pondered his greatest attributes of deception, maliciousness and his ability to destroy, to destroy what God’s once perfect and precious Creation.
Once again he pleasantly pondered thoughts of his greatest triumphs, tragedies and temptations. To him life was simply not to be enjoyed without destruction and death. His primary purpose was to separate the Creation for their Creator. He gaily recalled his most gloried moments of deceit, destruction, such desperation and despair.
He sneered, “Humans….so predictable and so pathetic.”
Truly his greatest achievement was the Garden of Eden. The woman or Eve as she was named was to naïve to the intentions of the serpent, Satan so readily disguised. Perhaps Eve was simply searching for knowledge as he’d implied or maybe she longed to be like God himself. Satan had really never bothered to research her intentions any further nor did he ever really care.
The woman was just the beginning….oh how many others souls would suffer because of the cost of their sinful nature and Satan himself. The War of Souls was really just beginning, a fact that he so delighted and declared among his once heaven fallen and hell bound warriors. His followers clung to his every word as a child clung to his mother.
However, he quietly realized that he’d forgone another moment of valiance and vanity.
“Tsk…tsk...,” he muttered. “I must remember that I need sufficient my time for self reflection and my self serving purposes. I am just too important to allow my thoughts to wander anywhere else but me….after all I was meant to be like God himself and truly I say one day I will. One day sooner than anyone will ever realize.”
His last conjunction of jumbled thoughts were directed to no one in particular at least no one would ever has the courage or conviction to respond or retort his ramblings. Once again his mind slowly wandered back to the glory days…the glory of the greatest sinners among, once looked upon as a man of God, now nothing more than a murder or adulterer.
In particular his thoughts were accosted to King David, a man once known as a ‘Man after God’s own heart. Of course God’s words not his words. However, he sneered with particular pride as he reveled in King David’s downfall from a man of God to a mainstream murdered. King David’s eyes simply only needed to linger and lust after a beautiful balcony bathing beauty, Bathsheba.
After that little downfall of King David creating chaos and challenging the Creator had gotten rather boring and bland. Humans were too easy and excitable in chasing after whatever god Satan conveniently allowed them to encounter. They were just so pathetic and predictable; the cycle of their redundancy was well rather redundant.
Although, his greatest idea was composed and created during the redundancy and folly of the fallen creation was achieved. Judas, the greatest pawn of human history was allowed to live and linger among the Disciples of Christ, the Creator’s son. He was so arrogant, so self righteous and so pretentiously perfect. Judas betrayed the Son of Man for a measly thirty gold pieces but alas like every other Satan scheme…it was a failure or another flawed idea.
Satan tried to stifle a yawn after all Satan Never Sleeps and neither does Sin.
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