Give me a heartwarming Christmas movie about Satan traveling around the world every Christmas to deliver presents to all the young kids and kids with learning disorders and disabilities who misspell “Santa” on their Christmas letters every year
And Santa’s all like, “You know, I can handle a few spelling mistakes, I got this,” and Lucifer is like “They’re addressed to me, fuck off, I’m doing it.”
Lucifer being protective of his fanmail is ceaselessly entertaining.
if i ever met satan the first thing i would say is “did it hurt…when you fell from heaven??” It would be hilarious. The next thing I would do is probably burst into flame and get impaled dozens of times but it would still be hilarious
Lestat here. This question is from Chuck Johnson: “Undoubtedly you know of Armand’s attempted suicide following your acquisition of Veronica’s Veil. Do you have any theories on how he saved Sybelle and Benji? Was it truly Divine Intervention, or a form of projection?” — Chuck, no, I don’t have any theory on how Armand managed to save Sybelle and Benji — based on his description in his memoir. I suspect, however, that it was as you said, “a form of projection.” Armand has always had enormous psychic powers as a vampire, including the power to spellbind others with immense and very convincing illusions, the ability to hypnotize and control others, and to slip into altered states himself in which his dreams seem to provide some real gateway to another plane. I don’t doubt that he could do what we call astral projecting and take it perhaps one step further than many others, materializing or affecting matter in the location to which he’s projected himself. But I’m a novice in all this. I make no judgments on Armand’s abilities but I don’t fully understand them. I take him at his word that he did save Benji and Sybelle, and I’m not entirely sure that even he knows quite how he did it. Due to those mysterious psychic abilities, Armand makes a much better friend than an enemy. His spellbinding gifts are particularly dangerous. Being a person of action and a sensualist, I’m not really on Armand’s level when it comes to these mental skills. Armand’s thoughts are almost impossible for me to penetrate, and his boyish countenance often reveals nothing of his true calculations and feelings. I love him and I respect him — and I know that he loves me — but I never for a moment imagine I’m entirely safe with him.
I love him and I respect him — and I know that he loves me — but I never for a moment imagine I’m entirely safe with him.
Lestat here. I want to answer this question from Cassandra Porter: “You’ve said that you’re absolutely sure that Memnoch is not the Devil. What do you think he is? An Amel type spirit that conjured up imagery that was familiar to you in order to toy with you?” — Yes, Cassandra, that is exactly what I think Memnoch is — a discarnate entity, like Amel in origin — who can conjure, spellbind, deceive. And I fear and distrust such spirits mightily. I think they wreak havoc with human beings and have throughout history — pretending to be deities, spirit “guides,” familiars, fairies, demons, gods answering prayers, guardian angels, oracular voices, and so forth. I think they can possess people; and mislead people. I don’t fully understand them, where they come from, or what they want. I have no idea how many of them there are. But I fear them and I don’t like them. I do not think they are of necessity “evil,” or “good.” And I’m not sure they know whether or not they’re “evil” or “good.” I’m not even sure they know who or what they are. But I think they make trouble. Understand, I don’t rule out that there may also be actual gods and angels. But I fear that much of the activity we attribute to such beings may be the deceitful and playful work of spirits. Maybe in time we’ll know more about them — whether they’ve always been bound in some way to our world, whether they come from another world, whether they have any connection with anything beyond this world. For now, I’m leery of them and the harm they can do. I have a great reverence and respect and love for the material world in which we live, and for what we learn as flesh and blood creatures. I fear anything purely discarnate. —– Thanks for that question. —– If any of you have questions for me to answer tomorrow, by all means post them here.