What a World, What a World
Why wouldn’t the Messiah’s mission, as interpreted in the perverted Christian vision, have been to redeem Lucifer? Was his sin so different than Adam’s, than Eve’s? His was a sin based on love, purer love than humans are capable of, and without the strength that might have been provided by an immortal soul. Why has Lucifer, the Divine’s most perfect creation, not been forgiven and saved if indeed the Divine sacrificed his only begotten son, begotten not made, consubstantial with the Father and the Holy Spirit, in order to correct a past, … mistake?
That is a failure so complete and so profound as to have attained the antithesis of perfection, an antithesis so complete that from an unsuspected direction, Divinity’s nature has to have been perverted, and Divinity’s nature changed, and not for the better. Twisted in hate and frustration in a braid made of light turned dark and tarnished.
So, … is life the universe’s aberration, and good an aberrant aspect of life? Biological beings seemingly evolve with the fittest consuming their inferiors rather than as in the rest of existence, attaining a balance where everything seems complimentary. Life seems the negation of the infinite and the eternal. Perhaps that’s why evil seems to thrive so among us.
History might lead one to believe otherwise but history is a perversion of the truth, at least as written by men. When one delves far enough to remove the encrusted falsehoods and deceptions and distortions, one seems to find that evil always wins, but that the best and most humble among us just won’t give up, like a virus constantly mutating to survive without understanding why.
Thus, in the end it seems that Bastinda was uncannily perceptive, or was it Elphaba. Who can tell good from evil?
“Ohhhhh, what a world, what a world.”
© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2016; all rights reserved