Change isn't Hard, Reason Is

“I can change.”
No. No, you cannot. At least, you cannot change the parts that necessitated this argument. This whole situation is because of the pieces of you that are so much a part of you that to change them would be to change who you are. And that is not right.
With these words, you immediately thrust the responsibility onto me. Telling me that you can change, that you will do so just to make me happy, is manipulative and cruel. What kind of person would I be if I allowed you to change the fabric of your being just to please myself?
It ultimately comes down to the fact that we just won’t work. However, now all the blame is on me, because I was unwilling to change. Because I was unwilling to give it another try. Because I believe that me being myself and you being yourself is more important than me being with you and you with me.
You shouldn’t change for me, because I am a constantly changing person. Evolving and adapting, accepting and challenging. To change for me would not only be blasphemous, it would be an eternal battle, one that you are sure to lose.
Do not be so quick to determine that you should change for me. And do not expect me to condone such a violence to your person, or to accept the responsibility of stripping you of yourself. Because you shouldn’t change for me, or anyone else.
You should change for you.
-Lucifer

A Far More Dangerous Choice

There is a very distinct feeling you get when it suddenly occurs to you that you are not nearly as important to a person as you thought you were. First, of course, there is the denial. No, this can’t be so. They would never do this to me. I know them. I know that this is not who they are. But the more you think about it, the less sure you are. Then comes the rationalizing. There must be some explanation. There has to be a reason. Some extenuating circumstances led to this. No, they wouldn’t do this on purpose…
Don’t be naive. You took a chance on this. You gambled it all. And despite all the hopes, in spite of the uncharacteristic optimism, regardless of just how much you put into this, that which you dreaded from the beginning drops on you with no warning. And that choice you made seems to be the worst mistake you’ve ever made. You knew that this was a possibility. Maybe deep down you knew that this was inevitable, no matter what you tried to tell yourself. You knew exactly what it meant when you looked at your options and chose the one that scared you most. You knew exactly what the consequences could be. And you made the choice anyway. And it blew up in your face. And you’re left feeling as if everything you thought was right turned out to be dead wrong.
But that does not mean that you made a mistake. It does not mean you are pathetic, or stupid. It means that you are brave. It means you have the courage to take risks, to make gambles, to be a daredevil. In all of this, you have only one responsibility. Do not lose your courage. Do not let one misguided, ungrateful person hinder your ability to love, and be loved. Do not give them the satisfaction of damaging you. Because they are not worth it. They have already proven that they did not deserve the chance you took on them, do not give them anything more than your pity.
Be strong and stay risky. Life is nothing if not unpredictable, and there is no comfort in giving up. There’s no point in existing if you aren’t going to live. Take chances, make choices, risk it all. Leap off a cliff so high you can’t see the sea below, because it’s worth the danger. Take all that you know and toss it to the winds, see it scatter in all directions and come to rest in ways you would never have expected. Do not let one heartbreak stand in your way. All of the barriers that prevent you from doing anything and everything are the ones you allow to stop you. Once you realize this, the future is yours. Take it.
I highly recommend it.
-Lucifer

The Human Element

My generation makes me ashamed.
The cruelty that my so-called peers are capable of truly brings me to my knees in anguish. Such inhuman horrors are inflicted on the helpless every day. And very little is done to stop it.
The subject has been exhausted, or so the media thinks. Very little news time is given to yet another case of bullying or one more sad suicide. Perhaps that is because it happens so often that it is no longer news. Just another human life lost to the ravages of time. This, too, shames me. For we have lost our empathy, and apathy is spreading like a cancer.
To all of you out there who think it’s a joke, that it’s all in good fun, that no one could possibly take it seriously, to you I say this: you should be horrified with yourselves.
Pushing some boy into the lockers because he’s smaller than you, because he reads books, because he’s smarter than you, because he’s gay - you should be ashamed. How dare you take someone else’s life into your own hands and reduce it to humiliation? Where is your compassion?
Your own inadequacies and insecurities do not give you the right nor the justification to drag a girl down because she is different. Because she doesn’t wear make-up or like boys. Because she’s not like you and the girls in your clique.
Your belief in God does not give you the power to play Him. You are not judge and jury to others merely because they do not believe in your God or practice your faith. You have no right to persecute someone because the Bible says they are wrong, or because the Qu’ran states they are infidels.
Every day, young men and women are driven to the ultimate edge of humanity because of the antics of everyday people who tease and torment with no thought to the consequences.
You disgust me. And you should be disgusted with yourselves. Because at the end of the day, we are all human beings. We owe it to each other to respect each and every person that crosses our path. We can’t possibly know the full extent of our actions, and so we must do our best to be kind and empathetic and human.
To those of you who stand up, for yourself and for others, I say only this:
Thank you.
-Lucifer