La charla entre el Diablo y un vampiro -Lestat- sobre el infierno, Dios, el paraíso y Su Plan.
”… What sort of Hell could you believe in and would you- if you were on my place- create?”
”A place where people realize what they’ve done to others; where they face every detail of it, and realize every particle of it, so that they would never, never do the same thing again; a place where souls are reformed, literally, by knowledge of what they’d done wrong and how they could have avoided it, and what they should have done. When they understand, as you said of the Elect of Sheol, when they can forgive not only God for this big mess, but themselves for their own failures, their own horrible angry reactions, their own spite and meannes, when they love everyone totally in complete forgiveness, then they would be worthy of Heaven. Hell would have to be where they see the consequences of their actions, but with a full mercifull comprehension of how little they themselves knew.”
”Precisely. To know what has hurt others, to realize that you didn’t know, that nobody gave you the knowledge, yet still you had the power! And to forgive that, and forgive your victims, and forgive God and forgive yourself.”
”Yes. That would be it. That would terminate my anger, my outrage. I couldn’t shake my fist anymore, if only I could forgive God and others and myself.”
He didn’t say anything. He sat with his arms folded, eyes wide, his dark smooth brow barely touched with the moisture of the air.
”That’s what it is, isn’t it?” I asked fearfully. “It’s… It’s a place where you learn to understand what you’ve done to another being … where you come to realize the suffering you’ve inflicted on others!”
”Yes, and it is terrible. I created it and I run it to make whole again the souls of the just and the unjust, those who had suffered and those who had done cruelty. And the only lesson of that is that Hell is Love.”
I was frightened, as frightened as I had been when we went into Jerusalem.
“He loves my souls when they come to Him,” said Memnoch. “And He sees each one as a justification of His Way!”
I smiled bitterly.
”War is magnificent to Him, and disease is like the color purple in His eyes, and self-sacrife is to Him a personal magnification of His Glory! As if He’s ever done it! He tries to overwhelm me with numbers. In the name of the cross, more injustice has been perpetrated than or any other single cause or emblem or philosophy or creed on Earth.
”And I empty Hell so fast, soul by soul, by speaking truth about what humans suffer and humans know and what humans can do that my souls go flooding trough His gates.
“And who do you think comes into Hell feeling most cheated? Most angry and unforgiving? The child who died in a gas chamber in an extermination champ? Or a warrior with blood up to his elbows who was told that if he exterminated the enemies of the state he woul find his place in Valhalla, Paradise, or Heaven?”
I didn’t answer. I was quiet, listening to him, watching him.
He sat foward, commanding my attention even more deliberately, and as he did he changed, changed before my eyes from the Devil, goat-legged, cloven-hoofed beast-man, to the angel, Memnoch, Memnoch in his loose and unimportant robe, his fair eyes beaming at me beneath his golden scowling brows.
“Hell is where I straighten things out that He has made wrong,” he said. “Hell is whereI reintroduce a frame of mind that might have existed had suffering never destroyed it! Hell is where I teach men and women that they can be better than He is.
”But that’s my punishment, Hell – for arguing with Him, that I most there and help the souls to fulfill their cycle as He sees it, that I must live there with them! And that if I don’t help them, if I don’t school them, they may be there forever!
”But Hell is not my battlefield.
”The Eartf is my battlefield. Lestat, I fight Him not in Hell but on Earth. I roam the world seeking to tear down every fice He has erected to sanctify aggression and cruelty and destruction. I lead men and women from churches and temples to dance, to sing, to drink, to embrace one another with license and love. I do everything I can to show up the lie at the heart of His religions! I try to destroy the lies He’s allowed to grow as the Universe Unfolds Itself.
”He is the only one who can enjoy siffering with impunity! And that’s He’s God and He doesn’t know what it means and He never has known. He’s created beings more conscientious and loveing than Himself. And the final victory over all humans evil will come only when He is dethroned, once and for all, demystified, ignored, repudiated, thrown aside, and men and women seek for the good and the just and the ethical and the living in each other and for all.”
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