Holy shit, something radical happened tonight and I think it means that I am Lucifer again. Lol, you can't tell anyone, it's our secret!!!
ESPECIALLY don't tell my dad. He'd hate to hear I'm Lucifer again.
Hold on, I'm getting a vision -- Oh, ok, six months of being Lucifer.
Well then. It should be a fun six months.
It had been happening on and off again in dreams and in visions and I somehow fought it and I don't know why. Then something clicked and I crossed my boundaries to the extreme and it was like actually those weren't my boundaries I crossed and it was so delicious and I just couldn't stop and I breathed it like it was the best perfume I'd ever smelled and next thing I know I was sending someone a link to the full Lion King movie on youtube.com and writing self-admittances on the dry-erase board on the refrigerator.
It's just like, dang. Wow. It's just like, OK well this puts your opera project back like...six months. It's just like, dang I really wanted to make shrines to ballerinas in scary places that I slept when I was living on the streets and they won't even be scary now. It's like wow I'll just go up to those spaces and infiltrate them with Lucifer.
Well I guess this means chocolate ice cream for breakfast every morning for six months. Eat up, your desire makes it totally pure. That's what I told my sister and she hasn't said anything. I should have known because I just couldn't stop playing "A Lung" by The Knife, my old comfort music.
-Darth Vader Lucifer