Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Lilith, by Salamanca

I finished the novel finally.

It's interesting... I don't think that I got the same thing out of it that other succubloggers have.

If you want to read the book, stop here.

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Lilith was a wonderfully insane creature who created her own world, her own peoples, her own complicated language, and loved to play with prisms of light on the walls.

She was housed at an insane asylum, and through time developed a relationship with the main character, Vincent, who worked there as an occupational therapist.

He began developing a possessive, unhealthy love for her that led to the death of another patient at the facility.

His anger towards her at her power over him caused him to lash out physically at her as he was losing his self control day by day, hour by hour.

This death of another patient and in Vincent's cruelty leads to Lilith's deterioration and eventual death at another facility only months afterwords.

The way that Lilith would get lost in her world is very similar to how we who follow this path also, at times, become.  We become just as lost in comparison to the earthy world around us.

However, Vincent, in his obsessive love for Lilith is also painfully familiar for those of us who follow this path as well.

The truth is, both Lilith and Vincent could be the parents of us... the lost children.

We are sired of both their realities and personalities and failings.

For those who have read the book, think of both characters as one, united in bliss and timeless.

That would be closer to the spiritual truth that I have garnered from reading this text.

Strangely, my relationship aptitude seems to be increased with my own loves.

This is the kind of book that I read and was disappointed, only to digest it little by little afterwords and suddenly find meaning through epiphany.

We are the children of both of Vincent and Lilith, sharing the qualities of both parents.

It's funny how, at first something so benign can, in time, smack you straight across the cheek without warning or mercy in sudden understanding.

Blessings,


Rafe GB.




"You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me 
Fantasy will set you free"



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  2. Its not an easy read. It definitely took me a few rereads of certain parts to get it

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    1. Yeah the vocabulary was rough, too. Definitely from a different time.

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  3. Do you think the author had Any real expirences with succubi?

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    1. I don't think so, no. But the dark lover is an archetype: It exists in all of us regardless. Some of us just bring that into our lives in a very real sense. You do, too, if I'm not mistaken.

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