darkness
SOMEwhere in the darkness. CREEPing into the flesh of those who KNEW not better.
eating their very SOULS. Tearing into those deep seeded fears of FLESH. a
creature of Desire it was called, back in the days before they knew what it
truly was. the creation of his majesty Lucifer, that which is called The Satan.
He was DREAMING. Perhaps this was what eventually became his downfall. That after
all these dreams, he still continued to sleep each night. Some say it wasn't
his fault. That he could not remember, or FEEL the disintegration of that which he
dreamt. They say he could not feel the darkness which crept about him, That
slowly ate into his mind. Even when he was awake. Personally, I don't believe
all that crap. Because I was THERE. Perhaps not in his dream, that Specific dream
which caused him to do what he did. But I was at that same plave. We were brought
there by he who is sometimes mistakenly called Morpheus, Master of Dreams, but who
is in reality (or enough of reality which we are forced to live in) is called
Master of Darkness, He who WALKS the path to Hell.
My name is Eduardo Fernaquez. I am a carpenter, by birth and by training. My
father was a carpenter in Mexico City long before I was born.
Comments: Note on the paper says 'explore possibilities that satan is a palace
containing within it that evil pervading it, just as god is not ein sof, but
that name for which we call the palace of ein sof.'