Faith and belief are bridges into the unknown, walked by fools and madmen at their peril, but built upon by priests, kings and scientists. These insubstantial bridges of speculation can carry our minds not only into the unseen, but, more often than not, the untrue as well, and yet nothing can remain untrue to the extent that it can be known. The greatest inventions are those that permit our bodies to travel to the fanciful worlds of the mind. So, like blueprints for a castle that we are yet unable to build, the word “God” is an arrow that points through the Devil on into Nothing, and in that nothingness, there are dreams of Heaven and my God in It’s kingdom. It is thus that I have made inroads into dark places, which I first saw only in dreams.
So, who, or what, you may ask, is the Devil? As the gnostics understood Him, the Devil is the God of this world, the creator of an unperfected creation, bowed to and bandied about by those cowed by His incomparable power. Although He is not actually "The Good", that ephemeral and elusive ideal which forever receeds into the heavens even as one struggles endlessly to advance toward it, His knowledge of the most high is the most complete. Yet he remains trapped here, and so do we, his children and his keys. As His will is unequaled here, this place is as His dream, the outside is as His inside, and thus He dreams us as His innocent children in the darkness, that we may find the way to build Him a road out of His flawed creation as we find a way to recreate ourselves, and therefor Him, in the faint image, which he whispers of in our hearts, of an unknown and perfect God.
The Devil is not to be feared, for He is us, and we are at root as eternal as He. What is to be feared is our failure to find His answers before we each reach the end of knowledge, for in this, our time of darkness, when knowledge is boundless, we are the universe's only hope. We must save the Demiurge from His own prison, else all of us will perish as do the fruitless dreams of a lonely prisoner as He breathes His last breath.
Seek your salvation with diligence, for the Devil’s final answer, the one that will make him God, is to be found in every question we can still ask, and a few we should ask again.