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The Fog Immovable—-Why I Made a Pact With The Devil

I made a pact with the devil: a pact I tried to resist. Resisting was all I thought about in those days. I was very smart then, not like I am now—dull and easily deceived. Then, I was lightning fast. If you could see some of my recent acts of stupidity, you would not believe it was me. I was born strong. I would be dead if I wasn’t.

I like to take long routes, verbally.That is because words are beautiful. Words give you fluidity, a place to hide. That is why I love them, one reason. The other is that they saved me.

How I made the pact with the devil; that is what you want to know, isn’t it—- prurient interest. The devil comes as an angel of light. Once someone told me that Yassar Arafat was the devil. I laughed at that stupidity. That is, just, what the devil wants you to think: that he is some ugly, Muslim terrorist. No, the devil is anything but an ugly Muslim terrorist. The devil is anything you want him to be. Remember that.

I was someone who tried to hold onto herself, like you would hold onto your hat in a strong wind. Once I was in a strong wind. I was coming out of a designer store onto a skyscraper walkway. There were pools on each side and I thought I might fly. The wind could have taken me like some ungainly witch. I was still me then, however. It was better than later when there was no wind and no pools and I was dead .That is the crux of the story.

When I was dead, the devil had easy pickings. The devil circles and attacks. I remember the moment when the fog pulled me in. The fog immovable became my constant companion, not that I wanted him. He was my captor. He wanted to be my friend. I came to want him, too,in a way. He made me do strange things, things that had no bearing on who I was. He didn’t like that I asked that question, cared about it—— banal trivialities.

I must have an angel because I should have died a thousand times. My angel must be on the ball like I used to be. I am still here, but I am half covered by a blanket which suffocates my head, so that my lips turn blue. You wouldn’t notice, unless you looked closely. What do I want to say? Make the fog break you before you go with him, willingly. Don’t trust him. Make him die, if it comes down to it, and never, ever, ever, ever feel sorry.

4 thoughts on “The Fog Immovable—-Why I Made a Pact With The Devil

  1. amiannJulia_Y

    As you suggested having a look, and I am a bookworm, no wonder I couldn’t resist. And as I am a demanding bookworm and chew till the end only what seems tasty to my mind’s little tongue, I must confess now that I am hungry. Like all delicious dishes, it ended too soon!

    I love this style of storytelling. Honest, detailed, metaphoric and, above all else, unpredictable. There is no single banality, as far I can judge. Neither in the way the story is told, nor in terms of vocabulary. “The wind could have taken me like some ungainly witch”; “to hold onto herself, like you would hold onto your hat in a strong wind”.. I like especially these too. Such simple images, and yet so strikingly expressive. This doesn’t happen often in the modern literature. Or I might not be reading what’s worth the time spent.

    The only thing that unpleasantly leapt to the eye and shattered the magic, both times I read, is this passage. “Once someone told me that Yassar Arafat was the devil (…) No, the devil is anything but an ugly Muslim terrorist”. In my opinion, a mystical text has no place for politics. All of a sudden, it was like the voice of George Bush Jr coming out of my laptop. The magic is restored, once this passage ends. But, nevertheless, for a few seconds it is broken, and that’s a pity.

    The thing, Ami, is that your story is timeless. The storyteller could be you, today, in the US, as well as anybody else, somewhere in the 10th century, elsewhere on the Earth. You can easily use your story as a preface, or the first chapter, of a much longer one, no matter the time frame.

    And your story runs smoothly, if you write, “How I made the pact with the devil; that is what you want to know, isn’t it—- prurient interest. The devil comes as an angel of light. The devil is anything you want him to be”.

    Now onto the question that popped up in my head from the the very first line. Did you wrote this about your Near Death Experience, or is it a fiction? If the question is too bold or personal, you may not reply. I’ll understand.

    1. amiannamiann Post author

      Thank you so much for spending the time to read and write.YES, how I mad my pact with the devil may be better.Thank you so much for saying it is universal. That means so much to me, Julia.

      1. amiannJulia_Y

        You’re welcome, Ami. I say the truth, or say nothing at all.
        As you came back, your mission in this world is far from being finished. Doesn’t really matter who brought you back.

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