Wandering around him, the short
dark creature immediately noticed me and
began trying to pull off my arms and lash
my spirit around so as to frighten me away.
Beginning to pour a pile of his own waste in
front of me, I asked him, "So, who are you?"
Grinning widely, he responded, "Lucifer."
As I began laughing uncontrollably, this
relatively benign creature seemed confused
by my complete fearlessness when he used
such a guise. "Oh, you think you're really
funny, don't you?" I said, as he all of a
sudden began to cringe.
Now he knew he was facing a
servant of God, rather than a fearful soul
and he began to shiver. Using Lucifer's name
in the past to intimidate people, it was
obviously not his true identity, and I knew
it. "You have two choices?," I said, "either
you become transformed and serve the light
... and I will turn you into a nice little
animal, perhaps a dog or cat... " Even as he
shook, his arrogance didn't wane. Most
demons do not realize that their arrogance
energizes their demise. "Or... I will
dismantle your energy and send you back to
the second realm." Not responding, the
eternal command came quickly. "Okay," I