The Devil Inside exhibits infernal hubris, my term for the
claiming of divine prerogative on the part of a mortal. This definition tracks pretty
well with how ancient Greek playwrights understood hubris, though the Greeks
saw it as a vice which the Immortals will punish, whereas I see it, and promote
it, as a virtue which life on earth rewards.
I reject phrasing like, “I am my own God,” or, “the
goal of the Great Work is auto-deification,” as utter bullshit. I’m obviously
not a God and will never be one. Practitioners who employ such phrasing don’t
mean what they say. They’re either exaggerating, or else they’re referring to
the imaginary selves they hold in their consciousness during ritual. Some of
them are deluded enough to believe that if they hold their imaginary selves in
consciousness long enough and intensely enough, they’ll eventually become what
they imagine themselves to be. This could work if they’re imagining themselves
to be strong or wise. It will fail miserably if they’re imagining themselves to
be Zeus.
Infernal hubris is very different from all of that. There
are two divine prerogatives I actually do have the ability to claim for myself,
despite my mortality. The first is the prerogative of decreeing the meaning of my
life. The second is the prerogative of decreeing the tenets of my self-respect.
Consider Christians. Psychologically speaking, what do
they use God for? First, they use him as a reason to hope for a miracle. I can’t
claim that prerogative because it’s not a real thing. Second, they use him as a
reason to hope for heaven. I can’t claim that prerogative because it’s not a
real thing. Third, they use him as a basis for believing their life has
meaning. THAT prerogative I can claim. My life has meaning because it means
something to me. Fourth, they use him as a basis for setting right apart from
wrong. THAT prerogative I can claim. I set right apart from wrong on the basis
of the aesthetic to which I’ve committed my deepest passions.
The Immortals won’t punish me for my infernal hubris. I
know this because Immortals don’t exist. Life on earth rewards me for my
infernal hubris. I know this because claiming the aforementioned divine
prerogatives gives me satisfaction, psychological resilience, and heightened
personal power.
I am the maker of meaning and the justifier of
judgment. ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!

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