looked upon his countenance, I realized that
he was aligned with the gull, the demon of
destructive sexual energy.
Immediately upon entering my
home, he began undressing and making
sexual gestures as though he wanted to
make love to me. Watching his strange
behavior with curious interest, I knew
something was terribly wrong. Even he
seemed uncomfortable with the forwardness
of his act. Having already taken his pants
off, he was kneeling on the ground and
removing his shirt. Gently, I touched his
chin and lifted it so that he could look into
my eyes. "Do you come here on behalf of the
dark side?" I asked. With no pause, he
replied, "Yes, I do." Lowering his head in
shame, he put his clothes back on. "I have
two things to tell you," he said as he began
to get up. My reaction to this was lukewarm,
as I could not imagine that he expected me
to have any interest in the words a
representative of darkness might have to
say. "One is that everyone who forsakes his
true destiny has surely bought himself a
place in hell." "Surely not!" I replied. "What
do you mean?" "Well, it may be their own
personal hell, but it is hell nevertheless."
brent
(Brent)
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