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Never let someone tell you how to live your life.
For me this quote hits home. I know as a child you have to do what your parents say, but as you get older you realize that this is your life. So we begin to “rebel” as most parents put it, but honestly we are just trying to find out who we really are and how to express ourselves. My life is my own. I am the master of my universe. All of those sayings mean simply one thing. Its your life and you control what happens to it. Every decision we make impacts our life in some way, and depending on what decisions you face it can also impact the life of someone else. So even though it is our life we are still connected to another’s in some form or fashion. As the quote says : Never let someone tell you how to live your life. Remember that it isn’t always just yourself who is impacted by the decisions you make in it. (Just my opinion)
I like most people find myself putting everything off until the last minute. It’s not that I wish to do everything last minute, but lets face it when you know you have to do something other things begin to look more appealing than what you need to be doing. Take for instance back when I was in college I needed to do the dreaded homework, instead however I realized I had a day or two before it was due and lolly gagged around. I found myself going out with friends, watching movies, reading books, and basically anything else that wasn’t my homework. Well now it’s different. I no longer wish to procrastinate, but this is seeming to be a larger challenge to conquer than I first thought. I still have those same lazy habits (and I say this about myself not everyone else) and I just want to put whatever it is that I have to do off until later. This inner struggle to diverge from procrastinating really is frustrating. However, I am not saying that it cannot be done. That is why I make myself get on the ball. So to keep from stalling any longer I will be getting back to writing and hopefully have my story completed soon.
War. Famine. Plague. Humans really are destined to suffer not only by their own hands but by the hand of The Almighty as well. I pity them. At least they have the luxury of escaping their pathetic existence with the pleasure of ripping their souls from their cellular confinement and living among Him in eternal bliss. To no surprise these unaware dwellers lack the knowledge of The Almighty. Though he has never expressed to me that this saddens him, I still feel the anguish that consumes his heart. I am his muse, the right hand of God, and the name Sire has given me is Aphrodite. I wear this title proudly as I am his confidante. Prior to my creation however, Sire had many of our kind that he trusted above all else. These were classed as Seraphim. The highest of these was known as Lucifer. Upon his drift from The Almighty, Sire disbanded the Seraphim so he would no longer feel the sorrow of having those most dear to him disband and defy him intentionally. Instead of choosing his followers to trust, he gave life to my form and instilled in me the traits of one who shall not fail him. At least that is what he had intended.
“Sire, may I suggest a solution to the ignorance among the humans?” I asked softly. With a nod informing me to continue, I braced myself for the justification of the sudden proposal. “To spread the love held within thy breast to the humans below, wilts thou allow us to descend and bring faith to those who have none?” I wait for a response, but he just looks at me warmly then rises from his throne. Anxiety poured through my body. After what felt like a century he nodded. Joy filled my heart and a smile swept across my face. I bowed graciously and took to the sky.
This task proved to not be as easily fulfilled as I had originally expected. Upon our decent the sky faded to a blood-red, spreading fear throughout the life forms who occupy this dismal world. Everything was dark and murky nothing like the white and gold of our Fathers kingdom. Their buildings were made of a grey slate material. Though most of these buildings were severely damaged by the sheer force these mortals inflict on each other during their pointless onslaught of wars. The first reaction of these mortals was to run and hide. They looked like scared animals running around in their dowdy and tattered clothing. This of course angered my dearest companions. We knew we meant no harm to them, but my fellow divines couldn’t comprehend the fact that they knew nothing of our existence and that instinct tells them to be fearful. I had to calm Apollo and Ares otherwise they would have unleashed their wrath onto these mentally juvenile flesh-lings. Athena understood as I did that teaching the faithless will take time.
After the first year the faithless began to trust us more and more. Listening intently to our wisdom of The Almighty and the haven above. As the years continued to pass the mortals began to worship and even label the divines as Gods, telling stories of our powers and heavenly light. Many of us refused these titles but once they acknowledged that there is a higher power than ourselves we overlooked the given names. It was rather amusing the legends they would inscribe on stone slabs. Our influence was making very noticeable changes here on land. The depressing and oppressed shadow that hovered over was starting to dissipate revealing the lush greens of grass that covered the once dark black sludge called soil. Colorful flowers bloomed in place of the withered gray vines. Instead of low thick fog engulfing the area beautiful blue skies hovered above. It was as though my previous impression of this territory was just a far and distant dream.
Once a religion had been established and the land prospered many of the divines returned home. Artemis and Ares continued to live among the mortals. Those who stayed would never admit it, but they were actually falling in love with some of the humans. This was forbidden, since upon our arrival here The Almighty gave direct orders to never fall for them. It was definitely an unavoidable occurrence.
Ares fell the hardest of all for a flesh-ling named Asha. Within a month’s time he had become devoured by his obsession with her. He pursued this dark brown-haired, slender, green-eyed human until she returned his feelings. Before we knew it Asha was with child. The very thought of a divines and human amalgamation was blasphemy. God even feared what the product would be. Theories of a soulless child whose only purpose was to bring about destruction floated around in both heaven and on earth. Torn between The Almighty’s turmoil and Ares love and fear for the lives of his partner and child, I decided to watch over the unborn child and witness its birth first hand.
Asha was with child for three days and three nights. As the sun rose into the pink and blue morning sky, Asha’s contractions had begun. Tension flooded the thick morning air in anticipation to what will come out of this mortal’s body. Labor lasted for twelve hours and finally Asha began to push. Asha’s cries during each push were sullied with pain and exhaustion. Once the head had breached all gazed at the blood covered face that appeared… human! I sighed as relief phased out the tension felt within my body. Maybe there was no call for worry.
I was dragged away from my thoughts by the light cry of a baby taking its first breath. Peering down Asha had given birth to a rosy-cheeked, blonde hair, blue-eyed baby girl. She resembled Ares down to each perfect feature. Holding his baby girl Ares bestowed the name Sattie to his daughter. Holding each other’s gaze Sattie briefly smiled at her father, and he returned the smile with the full embodied expression of love.
Shortly after Sattie’s birth The Almighty informed that he wanted the child brought to him at once. Disobeying Sire once again Ares left the child with Asha and went alone. No other divine was allowed to bear witness to this meeting, but from the reaction on Ares face as he left it was not a pleasant conversation. Sorrow tugged at my heart as I went over to Ares. The only thing he could say in a low raspy voice was, “She died.” Shock and terror contorted my face. Pain now filled his pale blue eyes but he said nothing more. Without notice he vanished. I knew there was only one other place he could go and that was to Asha. I found Ares looming over the bassinette were a small body laid limp. Tears formed forcing me to pinch my eyes together. How could this have happened? Leaning over Ares kissed the child once more on the forehead and disappeared.
I raced back to The Almighty to ask why this happened. Sprinting across the white glowing foyer Apollo, Artemis, and Athena pursued after me all grasping the same question as myself. Bursting through the doors I quickly dropped to my knees to bow before my Lord. I peeked through my lashes up at his face. I gasped to find an expression of intense fury splayed from corner to corner on his glorious face. I began my inquiry in a low cautious voice, “My Lord wh-“
“Silence!” He bellowed his voice booming and seething. “How dare you question my motives! Have I not shown understanding and love to each of you? Yet here before me you kneel, and you Aphrodite, it pains my heart to see you’re with them.”
Trying to defend my reasoning I quickly rattled off, “It’s not like that Sire!”
“Enough! I will not hear anymore! Nor will I be defied again! Thou aren’t permitted in my presence! Leave at once and never return. You will no longer live in the light, but live among the humans below shadowed in darkness. Onto you this fate is of your own doing” anguish emanated with each word spoken. My heart constricted tightly in my chest as my sentencing sank in. Without a word and warm tears flowing down my cheeks I rose and left my home forever.
Making our final descent to earth I felt as though there were eyes watching us. Touching down on the soil, we were met by Ares. A hint of happiness had infused with his resentment. Out of nowhere he clasped his hand around mine and directed me to a small cave hidden at the base of a small mountain. I stopped briefly as fear swirled in my stomach telling me to not enter. Ares’ smile widened and he tugged harder on my arm forcing me through its archway. Surprisingly the cave was very humid. There was a light at the end of this short burrow in the earth and a dark figure stood at the back wall. The feeling I had earlier in my stomach grew stronger as we inched closer and closer to this unknown form. I just couldn’t wrap my head around everything so much has taken place in this last hour, and I am about to be faced with yet another incident. This one however I think will have the most effect of all.
“Greetings.” The dark called. Keeping my silence and my guard up I took a spot to the left jagged wall. “Thank you Ares for bringing them here.” I shot a glance at Ares as his grin stretched even further across his face. “Many of you may not remember me” The figure spoke again. “I too was cast out of heaven. Sentenced to a life in darkness, but I learned to embrace this life and was given power in return.”
Realization crushed my body as though the gravity had increased tenfold. “Lucifer.” The word escaped through the gap between my lips before my mind had even registered its departure. The darkness surrounding him faded revealing a tall thin man dressed in a black cloak. His eyes blazed a dark blue with the excitement he felt as I whispered this creature’s name.
“So you do know my name after all.” His tone lighter now with self-satisfaction. “Then there is no need to do my usual routine for a grand introduction. I’ll just get right to the point. I have a proposition for you. I will bestow upon each of you the ability to live forever in the light with these inhabiting pests.” A sudden thought of living a normal life as a human wouldn’t be so bad. “However” Lucifer continued ripping me from the daydream, “in the light you will grow weak and need to feed. In order to feed you will need the life force of these pests, and the only way to get this life force is to drink their blood.”
“Never!” I shouted feeling repulsed by the mere thought of harming another.
Lucifer smiled and stated, “You can always live in the darkness if you choose, and go out in the light only for short periods so you do not get frail. I will also give you the ability to change these pests to your newly acquired form, and these abilities will be passed down through generations.”
“Generations?” Athena asked quizzically with a puzzled expression draped on her face.
“Yes, you will be able to conceive children.”
“What’s the catch?” Artemis demanded.
“A very good question my dear Artemis.” Lucifer’s smile extended a little more. “One day a child will be born, and with this child my bidding shall be done here on earth. Only I will know when this child will be born. It’s sort of a surprise if you will.” This time his smile grew so that his teeth shone brightly in the light.
“Agreed!” Ares bellowed out before anyone was able to object.
“Thank you my dear Ares. With this acceptance I breathe a new life into your bodies!” Lucifer casted and a thick black smoke rose from the earth below encasing us in darkness. “We shall meet again.” Were the last words I heard before I was enveloped in silence.
Hope you enjoy!
Who’d of thought that after Nosferatu’s 1922 release depicting a pointy eared, long fingers, ugly vampire would later be replace in the 1950′s and later by a normal looking person as we see ourselves just really pale with fangs. In today’s depiction vampire’s are the forbidden fruit, because let’s face it sex sells. Yes you still have vampires that are scary looking in horror films, but it’s not as common as just turning your TV on HBO and a hot guy is wooing a pretty girl. If it is HBO you’re watching then the vampire is definitely doing something more than just wooing, ha ha. I’ll admit it I like the idea of a hot vampire, but I’m not opposed to the pointy eared dude as well. Nosferatu is one of my favorite films after all. If people from the 1920′s and earlier saw how vampires are shown today I can just imagine their jaws dropping to the floor and riots breaking out. I love change but I also love keeping with the classics. As long as I can have both when it comes to vampires I’ll continue to love and be inspired by their theories and creativity. (Images above are not mine. Found them on Google and felt they helped to visually demonstrate the difference.)
I have read a lot of books and watched multiple films that are about the exact same topic. What astounds me is that each though similar in the most basic aspect vary greatly on others. Take for instance the topic of vampires. In the films Underworld and The Lost Boys, both are about vampires. The theories about vampires in these movies however vary. In The Lost Boys if someone is to become a vampire they have to drink a vampires blood and then fall to their death off a bridge or just simply die. The idea in Underworld is that you must be bitten and drink blood, or be born a vampire. I enjoy both takes on becoming a vampire because it gives you different insights into the world of fantasy and the unknown. Another example in the films category is Twilight and Van Helsing. In VH Dracula cannot live in the sunlight because it will cause him to burn and die. Twilights take on the sunlight is that their bodies will simply twinkle as though it is covered in diamonds. The idea that vampires twinkle is cute and very creative, but I prefer the age old burst into flames theory. (That is just my opinion and preference.) In books, poems, and other works these same differentiating ideas and/or theories have been found throughout history. Many believed that a vampire is a body brought back from the dead. Which in my opinion makes me think of todays zombies. Others believe they are a type of demon, and in some cases fallen angels. In my own preference I love the idea of a fallen angel. The fact that vampires are unknown and fictional gives the human mind endless possibilities to theorize their creation and habits. I, myself, have been writing a story containing my own theories surrounding vampires, and how they came to live in our imaginations. I hope to soon have this published and add my own perspective of this topic to the literary arts.
