Week # 14: The Man Who Sold the World
I spent many years searching before our paths crossed. He had said he was my friend, and I laughed. Does the Devil have friends?
I had thought he died a long time ago - died with the faith in salvation, died when he sold the world.
It was many more years until I found form and land, and made my home in the Underground. I moved among them millions unseen, tempting them, offering them dreams and wishes to fill their empty lives – lies to pave the way.
Perhaps God is a dreamer, too, if he thinks he hasn't lost control.
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Author's Note:
Disclaimer: Labyrinth (c) Henson & Co; The Man Who Sold the World (c) David Bowie
Thanks for reading! Relevant lyrics for The Man Who Sold the World:
We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here
We must have died a long, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World