"I wake up everyday looking upon the creations as they build.
I see that they are smart and I receive chills.
Everyday, they evolve and add points to their souls.
I dance on the moon and fly as I invent the crows.
I grant them gold and other shines to mold-
Their society and as they grow. I see a chance for war.
I recieve a sensation to my very core.
I wonder, Does Father know?
Not possible, he is much too old.
I continue to hurt them and shape their minds.
I think ill stay and take away the kind.
I grow in their hearts and finally Father has something he wants to say.
Lucifer, What hast thou done?
I reply i just don't know. For i have been drinking rum.
I was carried away into my corruption.
I invented evil and seduction
He replies I grant you the name of Satan for you are cursed.
You gave them axes and blades and invented evil birds.
It would seem I have been defaced and i have finally fallen from grace."
- Jasen Scarbrough 5:23 am 8/7/2017