take something beautiful —a burning star or an immense glacier, perhaps.
I want you to take this beautiful thing and give it two names. give it names that bring the second name to one’s thoughts immediately.
give it names that people will remember forever, so that no one will be able to think of one and forget the other.
I want you to take this beautiful thing with two names and rip it apart. split those two names and make them hate each other; make the halves want to tear each other apart.
call them siblings. call them the children of God. call them Michael and Lucifer.













