The Testimony of Satan

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One dark, quiet night, I was shaken by a tumultuous tremble in the universe that rocked me from fear to a feeling beyond human comprehension. I was neither possessed, nor completely in control of my capacity to move or think… I was spoken to in words by a force that could only be deemed as complete evil, and thus Satan. It addressed itself as such and demanded I write. Who was I to be demanded as such? What or who was this? As a devout Christian, I knew I had not been forsaken, but I was afraid… and yet I was well protected. It was as if God, aware of all things, would allow me to be the hand to bring about an explanation of the evil we call Satan and to draw upon the reason for ‘his’ purpose on Earth, and ‘his’ twisted, reluctant, and indirect means to serve the will of God. Even though, Satan tries to serve himself, he fails, terribly. He spoke:

I held the highest position that could be held in Heaven, second only to the Creator, Himself. I was the worship leader of Heaven. I was Lucifer — the Light Bearer — with the ability to make a joyful noise. In the ears of God, this was an absolute perfection that lacked nothing. I did not require an instrument to assist me. For I had pipes embedded in my physical body. Not only did I have that, but I was a glorious sight to behold for I had the most precious stones beset in me. I know that I later came to kill, steal, and destroy. I know that I am a lair… and the father of all lies… I know that the Creator made all things that exist with the sole purpose of the good, yet I try to destroy them. I attempt to reconfigure all things for evil to the best of my ability. I know that I was demoted from the highest position in Heaven to the lowliest position among the damned upon Earth.

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