Mystical Poems and Essays

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I made my life a life of love exclusively in serving life and others, and that is my issue and excuse for staying on, continuing to spread my love in darkness, cultivating knowledge as a servant of eternal wisdom. Many fear it for its awesome darkness, but we who are more or less familiar with it know, that in the deepest dark of gruesomeness, no matter how repellent its terrific aspects, dwells the light and wisdom of eternity that alone can forward man to higher consciousness and dignity.

Satanic comfort Why is Satan such a comfort? He of all should be the opposite. In times of trial, when I lose my friends to suicide or insanity or something worse, I find the worst of all the greatest comfort, while in God and all the universe and even out in nature, all I find is silence; while the most outrageous of all myths and worst of scoundrels speaks to me and gives me soothing comfort like an angel in a kind of mockingly supreme sarcastic paradox, as if my sorrow and depression was to be the subject of the cruellest scorn, but that is not the case. When there is nothing else to comfort me but only heartless cold indifference, there is only Satan left for company, who seems to never let me down when everybody else does, which includes especially all so called powers of divinity; as if the final possibility of an appeal was to supreme morbidity and cruelty, the final comfort that will never let you down.

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