As a life long non-Christian, I find my fascination with the myth of the Morningstar to be baffling even to myself.
But it’s true. I love Lucifer. He fascinates. He’s hot.
Where to begin.
Well...first I guess I should make it nice and sparkling clear that I am not talkin bout Beezlebub...the horned goaty Devil thing...
Well..ok..there is an exception to that too...
Nor am I some ridiculous “worshipper” or, goddess help me, an Anton Le Vey fan.
What a dick HE was.
I am talking about the Fallen One....the Adversary....the upstart of the War in Heaven.
The Ultimate Dominant.
But I have to go back even further, really. So bear with me for just a sec.
I have a thing, and I mean a big thing, for 70’s era film in general, but occult film especially...Few things would be more fun to watch than a spooky, but not gory, occult film from that era. We are talking fine, fine film like "Rosemary's Baby" and the Scariest. Film. in. the. World. : "The Exorcist", to middling crap like "Mephisto Waltz" with Alan Alda (!) or even total crap like “Blood on Satan’s Claw”.
I mean, I knew it was crap. I knew the entity (Hey! "The Entity"!) didn’t exist, but the THEME scared the ever living crap outta me. So, you know, that was fun.
But I never understood my fascination. And really, with a little research, it just got worse.
I’m not talking the interesting, but utterly lacking in sex appeal of say, good scholarly research like Pagels' " Origin of Satan "...fascinating, but no magic. I poured over what I could get in spite of it, though...the way I come into a fascination with a certain subject or person and grab it with my teeth and chew for weeks, or months, till it no longer has flavor.
What I liked was the Myth. The few lines in “Revelations” that have been expanded, in “Paradise Lost” and other, fun modern works...into a beautiful and tragic story.
I liked the idea of the Most Beautiful and Most Beloved of Angels, Samael, The Lightbringer, looking at the hairless apes that God said he had to adore and care for and saying....
...And to resent his shackles, and to rebel from his very nature: created by God to serve, serve, serve. And to resent being separated from God, whom he loved best in spite of it all.
So he got some like minded brothers together and started a big fight. And, well, we know how that ended.
So his punishment was most severe. He is expelled from what he loved most, and is made to rule Hell (which, I guess, was God’s plan all along, the bastard).
So now he rules over a place where he and the demon children of Lilith (you know...the one before Eve who wasn’t all that passive, and a bit of a strumpet.. ) punishing the evil dead in the way THEY want to be punished (for really, the damned damn themselves), and being blamed for “making” people do things they don’t want to do...
Whew...that’s quite a myth.
Because here is a fun character to play with. Someone who is so blackened in heart his pleasure comes from exquisite expressions of cruel irony. Someone with lots of power, but utter loneliness. The absolute pure essence of “self serving”.
I want to make him soup. And get naked with him, and make it better.
So yeah, I am twisted enough to find that sexy. In the way that Spock is sexy, really. One of those dorky women whose fascination with the unattainable takes ridiculous heights. Thank goodness it remains fantasy for me, or I would be someone with a heavy chain of real life unavailable and “I dated a sociopath” heartbreak trailing behind me like Jacob Marley’s ghostly accessories.
So, really, I’m ok.
But I still love Lucifer. I do.
For those who might be sympathetic, might I recommend the following lowbrow fabulousness: “The Prophecy” films, with the always subtle performances of Christopher Walken as one pissed off Angel Gabriel, seen here in some nice clips from the films:
And, well...Viggo Mortensen is Lucifer, in those...so..you know..that's good.
And for those who share my childish but defensive adoration of the graphic novel, this brilliant series, which is an offshoot of the equally brilliant "Sandman" series by Gaiman : Lucifer.
And well, Gabriel Byrne, my long time Imaginary Boyfriend, played a rather sublimely sexy Lucifer in "End of Days"...but that's not a good enough film to sit through. The bit with the kiss in the beginning though. Yeah. Whoo...Steamypants!
As a side note, I find it interesting that one of my best sellers on my website is this necklace , so I surely can't be alone.
Enjoy the darkness!