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What is the realistic basis for the notion of selling ones soul? Take away Mephistopheles, the cloud of smoke, and the contract, in hand, waiting to
be signed in blood - and what are we left with? Well, we are left with want. To sell ones soul there has to be something we covet,,, Something beyond
our reach that fills us with desire and envy. After all, we don't think in these terms of what we can attain through honest commerce. No... thoughts
of soul bartering only come for that which we cannot have.
For some it might be an object of sexual desire... Someone who wouldn't take notice of us otherwise.
For others there are treasures... Yachts, mansions, jewels, private jets...
And some dream of walking to the crossroads in pursuit of that most powerful of drugs... Fame.
For these types of things we find ourselves tempted to think of our souls as currency adequate enough to engage in transaction... For these types of
things we ponder the unthinkable.
But what is the reality of selling ones soul? Where do we, as actual human beings, come to make our actual deals with the Devil? Well the answers here
ensnare us much more easily than any manifest Devil ever could.
Have you ever lied with motive and profited from it, even on merely an emotional level?
Have you ever stolen, even the tiniest trinket, because you coveted it?
Have you ever stuck a knife, no matter how small, or no matter how morally appropriate you felt the act to be, into the back of somebody who trusted
you not to?
All these things are transactions of the soul. And we are all guilty, to one degree or another, of having done so.
In the end we all sell our souls, to some extent. We receive our rewards, small or great, for having done so. It's just that quite often we don't see
the Devils who tempt us, nor do we realize that we're laying our blood out upon the contract as we seek our own fulfillment.
~Heff
edit on 9/27/10 by Hefficide because: missed an S