The Parlor of Prometheus - Part Four -

" She was born in 219 A.D., I met her in 235 when she was 16 years old. I was working hard with her father as a mercenary from a Belgium territory, trying to persuade a chieftan named Horaic to attack the Roman garrison west of the river. Tamitha had the energy of a robin & the curiosity of a pirate, she loved hearing accounts of mesoamerican cultures; I gave her a jade owl from the Andes which she held onto like her heart depended on it. One day a couple of bandits scared her off from the woods, she fell from her horse, broke a few ribs which puntured her lung and she died nine days later in agony; there is a balance to the Cosmos that I cannot interfere with. 1300 years later I found a girl that resembled Tamitha, brought her to an artist named Michaelangelo and arranged for him a Vatican Commission if he would draw for me that picture based on my recollection and this girl from Constantinople." I asked, are you capable of having children, Lucifer answered with a pensive dignity, " Yes, actually I possess the libido of a rattle snake but I dare not concieve, any biological offspring of mine may successfully challenge my supremacy." So that Biblical story of you and Eve is simply a myth like the lost city of El Dorado, He replied, " Since you have broached the subject I'll reveal something that is very precious information for me, Jesus, whose original name was Mephistopheles, was my first and only biological Son. Mephistopheles was born so long ago that the stars you see today in the canopy of heaven were but afterthoughts to him when his regicide was affected. We coexisted for millenia, sometimes happily, sometime scornfully, our goals were more regional then, not so much global, he lacked access to primordial wisdom and consequently developed philosophy & strategy diametric to fundamental nature." J.A.B.