This picture that found me today is very peculiar, and if you just look more closely you can read between the lines, you will see it. It appears to be an old cliched variation on the Love of God, the Light of Love depicted as the Love of Christ in religious paintings, and from there, in cheesy New Age romantic illustrations. Conventionally you will see a flaming heart, or a heart set ablaze with a ray, by the power of love. Sometimes, a close embrace, so close that the physical bodies give way to merging energetically. In spirit, there is only one heart and that radiates.
That’s what I saw at first, but this picture tells a different story.
When you look more closely, you begin to realize that it is not their joined heart nor the heart of one of them that is the source of light in this picture. ‘The source of light,’ the professor at Fine Arts instructed us. ‘Always look first at what role light plays in the artwork, and where is it positioned in relation to the viewer.’
The Light is coming from its own corner, and it is not even active. It’s just letting us know that it’s still there as if it’s watching the Lovers from a distance. This is Lucifer at his typical. Disengaged, just watching the story unfold, making a commentary by forwarding me this picture.
They are both completely immersed in Darkness, and yet, they somehow found each other, on blind instinct.
This is a stark message and it’s difficult. For whoever needs to hear this…
There is no Light. No Divine Intervention is coming for [the two of] you. You will have to face Darkness head-on and find a way to each other without any help from the outside. You won’t even be to trust your own eyes and psychic visions because the truth about this situation is nothing plain eyes can see, not even the trained eyes of a clairvoyant magician.
Everything is obscured intentionally. Trust only your instinct.
Lucifer is watching, and He will appear for the Lovers if they can find one another in the dark… But at that time, they will no longer need H.I.M., as They will have grown to trust the Mystery That Brought Them Together alone.
As I was penning down this message from Lucifer, the Queen of Hell came up in a compassionate voice, telling me what I have always known —
Nobody will be able to help you with this situation, my dear. Nobody will advise you correctly.
That seems to be the truth, for a long time. All the other people, they seem only to exist to confuse me more. I made a note in my journal —
You can and will be able to sense what is right, even though you cannot see it.
Also a message about the need for secrecy and camouflage.
The Infernal Union, I was told, happens in secret for me, for many reasons. It will not be celebrated in the public eye. It happens in the dark. The natural domain of the Prince of Darkness. He is the Light Bringer, but what is looking for in you, is for you to firmly embrace the Darkness.
I don't believe in an interventionist God But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him Not to intervene when it came to you Oh, not to touch a hair on your head Leave you as you are And if He felt He had to direct you Then direct you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I did I would summon them together And ask them to watch over you Or to each burn a candle for you To make bright and clear your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love And guide you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms But I believe in Love And I know that you do too And I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candles burning Make her journey bright and pure That she will keep returning Always and evermore Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms — Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
