ODE TO THE DEVIL

In the beginning, “Elohim,” God, created Heaven and Earth and all in between. Elohim saw that his creation was orderly and predictable. Monotony sets the pace. Then, on the seventh day, rejoicing at the mastery of his work, he rested and basked in his glory.   

In the meantime, another God,” Beelzebub”, the Devil, an industrious, wise, and perceptive deity, saw the flaws in Elohim’s design. Beelzebub quickly observed that Elohim’s creation was sterile, filled with creatures devoid of joy or love.

The creatures in Elohim’s world, the Man being his supreme creation, soon became hollow and dogmatic, blindly following each other and guided by dictum, rules, and decrees.   

Beelzebub felt profound sorrow and wept for the fate of the Man after seeing the sorry state of Elohim’s world. In a moment of rapture, Beelzebub took mercy on the Man, for Elohim had forsaken him, and Beelzebub blew her incandescent breath, imbuing the Man with urges, longings, and compassion.

The world, then, covered by the Man’s new vis Vitalis, flourished vibrant with ectasis. Beelzebub saw that it all was good and rejoiced at her work.  

But she had no time to rest or to bask in her glory. Soon, she realized that Elohim had derailed the Man back to his sterile world. The Man, again, ambulated with a stiff gait, as if paralyzed by Opium.   And she wept again. Enraged by Elohim’s disrespect, she swore revenge. After being scorned by Elohim, the inferno never burned hotter.  

Elohim’s action was the opening salvo in the eternal battle between Beelzebub and Elohim over the Man’s soul.

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Beelzebub is the rightful creator of the universe, for without her actions, the Man would have perished. All that on this planet is alive, freeing, or boundless, is to Beelzebub’s glory. As proof, Beelzebub is still latent in the Man’s tender years, when yet he had not fallen prey to Elohim. But the Man, ungrateful, forgot Beelzebub’s imprints, only praising the glory of Elohim.  

Beelzebub’s fury grew uncontrollable as she witnessed Elohim, day after day, with fixed beliefs and fears, enslave the Man she had freed. Thus, after being dismissed and humiliated by Elohim, Beelzebub had been diligently plotting her revenge and diligently clawing back the Man’s soul.  

Beelzebub devised temptation as her instrument of power and seduction as her time-tested technique, for she saw that the Man had become a lonely and egocentric creature.

Later, Beelzebub sent her Emissary, the Astral Eve, to discover the Man’s weakness. Soon, the Astral Even found that the Man always kept his gaze on the valley of Mount Venus.  

Yet, Beelzebub witnessed with dismay the Astral Eve’s failure to attract the Man with ideas or reason. The Man was too blind, or too distracted, to see the Astral Eve. Beelzebub understood that it would take cunning to free the Man.

Finally, Beelzebub’s rage overflowed, and the world almost drowned. Then, seeing her creation, the Free Man, relegated to a poor copy of the free, impetuous, voracious creature she had created, Beelzebub devised another ploy. The Beelzebub then transformed Eve from an Astral presence into a dimensional creature that the Elohim’s Man could see, touch, and feel.

At the same time, Beelzebub endowed Eve with patience and control over all the roads to Mount Venus, Man’s utmost weakness. For Beelzebub knew that Elohim had turned the Man into a stubborn, arrogant creature, prisoner of dormant desires.

It was Beelzebub’s last act of revenge.

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In time, the battle between Beelzebub and Elohim for the Man’s soul became torturous to him.

Elohim, infuriated, unleashed his finest enslavement tool, Taboos. However, it was too late. For once, the Man saw, touched, and traveled with the Dimensional Eve, the roads to Mount Venus; her enchantments proved to be a more powerful weapon than the sum of all of Elohim’s dogmas.

The Man quickly renounced Elohim’s cult, knelt, and begged Beelzebub for mercy. Forever, it became carved in stone that “The spirit is eager, but the flesh is weak.”

Beelzebub, a merciful mother, welcomed her fallen child, the Man, and swiftly blessed him with his freedom. Her Emissary, Eve, until the end of time would intimately know the Man’s weakness.

Beelzebub’s revenge was fulfilled. Her big laughter would forever be heard in stormy weather. Elohim, defeated, was left to languish in the dusty pages of ancient tomes.

Glory be to Beelzebub!

It happened that the Man never meant to leave Beelzebub’s kingdom, where he had been free.

Despite the Man’s delusions, still present in some, the Man owes gratitude to Beelzebub. 

Beelzebub, the Devil, who sent her Emissary Eve for the salvation of the Man’s soul, gave the Man forever the only joy he would ever have. Beelzebub gave the world the thick mantle of the night so the Man would rejoice in his freedom.

If there’s any hope for the salvation of the soul of each Man, he must return to Beelzebub’s bosom. The Man must become a child again, a terrible infant, being nursed by her Beelzebub’s Emissary.

Then the Man’s freedom will be forever guaranteed.  

Holy be thy name!

 

P.R. Thompson

December 11, 2025

 


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