To Interview A Monster

What are in you pockets?

Pockets? You have to be kidding me, right? Does it look like I could squeeze any extra fabric - let alone shove things into said fabric - into these leather pants? Please... there's barely enough room for me in here…


What are your views/experiences with masturbation?

You’re rather direct, you know that? If you must know, I’ve seen it plenty of times, and I’ve tried it once or twice. Not very satisfying, I must admit. There’s no… excitement in it, no fear of getting caught, no knowledge that another life may be ruined because of what you’re doing. …I mean, honestly, it’s far better to take from someone what you want, then to suffer such urges alone and by yourself. It’s pathetic, really.


Do you think the sky is a link to divinity?

Heh’… not quite. When you’ve traveled as far as I have, and met all sorts and manners of deities, gods, acolytes and… things you can’t quite put a name to… you learn quickly that divinity has little or nothing to do with the sky. Unless, of course, you could that horrid harpy of a woman that’s constantly nagging me.


If you were to live in the early societies of history (3500 to 500 B.C.E) where would you want to live and why? For example, Mesopotamia, Egypt, etc

…I don’t follow. I know little to nothing about the timeline in this dimension. And since you’ve given me such… clear and concise dates, that hints at the fact that you already know what went on during those times. A trap, if ever I heard one! How about you pick a date… and I’ll stay as far from there as - pardon the pun - humanly possible.


What do you think about modern marriages?

Modern marriage, ancient marriage… it’s all marriage, petite`. What place does the law have in dictating who I can or cannot spend the rest of my days loving? Let’s put it this way… if I love someone - know that I truly love them - I’m not going to go find the closest magistrate and demand he give me and… my partner some vows neither of us may understand. As long as we know that the love is there, then that’s all that matters.


Which religion/belief system do you associate with the most?

Religion is a wasted notion when it comes to me. As I’ve stated earlier, when you live in the very household of such “gods”, the glamour kind of leaves. You realize it’s just a way for them to hold their power over the heads of their supposed “loved ones” and “followers”… Again, terribly pathetic. As for beliefs, you could say I’ve changed a lot over the past few… decades? Centuries? I’m not sure how you humans in this world mark your passing of time, but let us say that when I was younger, I was reckless and filled with rage. What I wanted, I got. And although several people have helped me to control the rage, when it comes to getting what I want, no one… can resist my charms.


Why do you think that is?

Why do I think what is? That I act like a spoiled brat with a temper from hell? Maybe it’s because my mother fucked a man she knew she wasn’t supposed to… and when I was born, her kinsmen convinced her that the best thing to do was throw me off the cliffs of their homelands. And you know what’s really fucked up? She did! Had it not been for the persistence of my father, I would have perished the eve of my birth… But he saved me. Saved me so I could suffer alone and frightened for gods know how many years! A freak; an abomination… a monster. And when I finally found someone, who I thought understood me for all that I was - when I showed her how much I loved her by donning the flesh of her bloodline… I find out it’s the same bitch of a mother who left me for dead all those years ago. …when you’ve been living with someone for… five, ten years? I think they owe it to you to state the simple fact they were your mother. Even if she hated me for what I was, she could have at least… admitted her past mistakes so I could have moved on. Instead, I had to take her life in attempts to make my own have some… meaning and purpose. I just don’t think it quite worked out the way I wanted it to, though…  Or, maybe it's because I really am a monser, and misery and darkness are all that's left for me in this world. I'll let you be the judge of that one, buttercup.