My poem, Devils, explained.
Does it make sense? It definitely takes out of the box thinking from a spiritual perspective rather than religious. Maybe devils aren’t really devils at all Hitler now I don’t know what the fuck he was oh yeah a death machine. He wasn’t human. He was a killing machine. A robot. He had no soul. Devils have souls. I was made out to be a devil so are many that aren’t really devils at all. What is a devil anyway? Aren’t they angels? We’ve been taught so much hate that has been disguised as love. I think the true devils are the ones who want to save the natural world to preserve humanity not those who want to destroy it. Devils are the ones who love the strongest. They aren’t cookie cutter shaped and certainly aren’t robots. They learn to think for themselves. They are very emotional as they also are practical. Forget what we are taught. It’s machines that are killing us and our planet and people who have basically become machines themselves. Sacrificed their humanity for objects to the degree that they’ve lost all regard for life. What if devils are the light that is left in the world?
Where do you go when you don’t belong in either heaven or hell? Earth right? Where things aren’t so black and white.