The Devil has a lot of power over me and I am not kidding. Nah that is not the title of some B grade Hollywood movie nor is it the name of my next book (ummm when did i write my first one anyway?). This is the harsh reality of life we are familiar with and ignorant of at the same time. We go about our lives trying to be good human beings, praying on time, doing good deeds, being charitable to others, etc. Then we end up ruining it for ourselves by backstabbing others, mocking people, lying, stealing and deceiving others. It is so easy for us to claim that we are good human beings when we don’t stop to realise that we can be horrible human beings as well. No one can claim to be perfect coz face it that is not possible (maybe only in bizzaro world or if you are the brady family).
I am sure the Devil or Lucifer or Beezlebub or whatever they call him must be laughing each time we do something good coz he knows that we will succumb to his temptations soon. People who claim to be holier than though are his favorite victims (that’s why I don’t trust bearded holy men who moonlight as builders. you can go and ask my friend alvin and he will tell you why). My dad was right when he said that he can’t trust all these people as they are the worst of the lot (thank you devil).
There are times when I feel I am so good coz i pray on time, read the Quran, am charitable to otehrs, etc. It all comes to an end when I end up doing stupid stuff. Poof all that hard work goes down the drain and I am back at square one. There have been two instances last week when I went to the mosque to pray and all I could do was to criticise people by mentally making notes and making fun of them in my mind. Fine I did not agree with the fiery speaker who delivered a long and boring speech about something really boring (yeah i can’t believe i was thinking like that while in a holy place). At the same time i kept wondering why I was thinking like that and why I wasn’t struck down by a bolt of lightning. I felt like as if the devil was at my side and guiding me to think like that. Then I felt that the devil was not to blame as I was responsible for my own thoughts. Why is it that we blame everything on the devil when we know that whatever we do is because of our free will? Am i contradicting myself here or am I trying to find a reason to absolve the Devil of everything? How do I even know that the devil wants me to write this so that he can look really good? Am I merely a vessel for him to portray him in a good light or am I simply just a dumb fool who just wants to glorify the devil in writing?
I just feel that if your faith is strong you can avoid the devil most of the time. If you let your guard down it’s an all access pass for the devil and he shall make hay while the sun shines.
