In many works, the Devil is represented in different ways. He may be the King of Hell, a fallen angel who is called Lucifer, a person with beautiful features and an evil personality. He may be obscure or the incarnation of the light itself. In those works, although we think that he will eventually accomplish his malevolence, goodness always manages to beat him and sends him back to the depths of his own world. In those works, he never wins, letting light make way. But those authors have forgotten that the Devil is not a demon, a supernatural being with the appearance of an angel. An appearance so perfect that it cannot exist on Earth. Those authors have forgotten that the Devil was a fantastic figure, that he was a creation of the imagination. Because if the Devil really existed, then he would not have the traits of someone incredible, he would be us all. In the reality of life, the Devil has more than 7 billion faces. He is hiding in each of us. Sometimes he stays asleep a lifetime, sometimes he wakes up from birth. We all live with a little devil who grumbles and gnaws inside us.

In the Bible, the Devil was banished from Heaven by God because he had disobeyed him. In the Bible, the Devil was an archangel. God's favorite. Because he did not approve his father's words, he decided to rebel. Because this archangel was facing injustice, he decided to make his voice heard. But the truth frightened God who decided to punish him, without knowing that he was punishing himself too.

While in today's folklore the Devil reprents an image of evil, people have forgotten that once he was someone's favorite. That since his existence he broke the chains of a world that someone wanted perfect. Since his first breath he wanted good. So why does everyone think he's bad?

As people say: one is not born bad, but becomes one. The Devil is not born bad and he has not become bad. He only embraced the being that people thought he was. He acted according to everyone's conceptions, forgetting little by little who he really was. This archangel, by embracing this form of the Devil, ended up being broken.

That's who the Devil is for me: someone who ended up getting lost. Someone who was broken until he could no become again, but especially remember who he was.

That's why I'm angry today. Because the Devil was him. He has so many times screamed for us to come and save him. He has so many times insisted that we take his hand. But if they heard him, they did not deign to move. I blame the people who worked with him. The people who spent most of their time at his side. I blame them for not doing anything, but especially for turning a blind eye to his distress. They should have been the first to do something. To try to help him.

As I mourned being angry without feeling the other emotions before reconstruction and acceptance, today I realized that I should have see and hear his distress as well. I spent as much time with him as the people in his professional life. I was no better than those who had sworn on the honor of protecting him. Like them, I abandonned him. With his death, I thought it was him who abandoned me, but I realized that I was the first to do it. His voice might have called us, but his eyes had been doing it for far too long, yet we were unable to see it. He had held out his hand from the beginning and I could not see it.

Today to say that he «did well» is futile. It is not today that we must tell him. It is not today that we must show him our support. It is not today that we must apologize for the acts of the past. All the regrets of today are useless. The time has already passed and it has taken away a loved one with it. From now on only remorse echoes in our heart. From now on, only recognizing our fault can free us. Only the truth can grant us forgiveness. The excuses are no longer useful, it is too late.

Then, to free the living being, the one wandering in the world of souls only needed to say that he forgave the person he had left on Earth.

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                       Always and Forever

If today is the end

You will remember the time

When this perfect poison was in my veins

And I knew it wouldn't kill me in vain

Now I'm watching you turn the back to me

Far from there you can't stop the tears from falling

Waiting for me

Just know angels can't stop flying

So let me put you under the rising star

No matter what you've done to me

I'll stand by you

And I'm gonna love you

Always and forever

Cause tomorrow is not brand new

Because even if I'm dying

You will never really be alone

Stab me with the dagger

I'll rise like a phoenix and I'll break the stone

Soon or later

The sun will die in the horizon

And there'll be nothing you'll can do

To save me from you

No matter what you've done to me

I'll stand by you

And I'm gonna love you

Always and forever

Cause tomorrow is not brand new

Baby, show me what you know

Every little thing you're taking slow

Because I'm gonna love you

Always and forever

No matter what you've done to me

I'll stand by you

And I'm gonna love you

Always and forever

Cause tomorrow is not brand new

And I'm gonna love you

Always and forever