The Revelation of Lucifer the Divine…was interesting, to say the least. I can see why there’s so much talk amongst the Luciferian community regarding this book, almost equal parts good and bad.
To start off, in my opinion this was entirely fictional. Divinely influenced? Not that I can tell. The novel basically starts after man’s fall from Eden, but before Christ’s birth, and follows through until the end of Revelations. As you might imagine, Lucifer plays a key role in the storyline, but other important characters include Satan and a woman-turned-deity named Astarte.
Now, this was where I first began to doubt the book’s premise. Not only is the Satan here depicted as an Odinic figure (quite literally, too—he gave up an eye for wisdom), but, well…he is an entirely separate character unto himself. I may or may not have mentioned this before, but I firmly believe that there is no ‘Satan’—that was merely a title given to Lucifer after his fall in order to demonize him, so the appearance of his character here as the literal ruler of hell made me pause.
The random insertion of Astarte was also somewhat repellant. If the author’s intent was to portray her as the actual goddess, well…he failed miserably. Not going too much into detail here, but her role was basically the humanity and compassion to Lucifer’s icy and resolute determination. I didn’t particularly like her, just because her character was so poorly written and one-dimensional. I didn’t see the growth of character that should have been present after all of Lucifer’s teachings.
Lucifer’s characterization had me on a rollercoaster of emotions. There were instances where I found myself having to stop reading because his actions and words were so…wrong, so different and unlike the actual deity I have come to recognize. He had a martyr complex that made me cringe, a very ‘woe is me, I accept my fate but must repent’ sort of thing going on. As I have come to know him, he knows that his actions had to be done—and the very act of rebellion and subsequent ‘fall from grace’ are bound and inextricable from one another. It isn’t so much that he is regretful of his actions or feels that they were wrong, but he does regret that there was no other way to go about securing his and our freedom. It’s the difference between beating yourself up over what you think is right but others think is wrong, and being sorrowful that such actions had to be taken at all.
But on a grander scale, I suppose the holistic portrait of Lucifer was more or less accurate—he’s a fucking confusing entity. You can’t know what his thought process is, or what his purposes are; he enjoys using antithetical parables and riddles to explain things, all the while explaining everything and nothing at all.
As for the storyline itself…there was a lot of talk about fate and destiny that I didn’t necessarily agree with, and it basically read as a poorly done doomsday prophecy with all the hellfire and brimstone that goes along with it, but then again the author’s initial message reads clear: whether the novel is inspired madness, divine revelation, or false prophecy is left to the discretion of the reader.
As it stands, I still see Convivium by Andrew Maugham (which I might do a review on as well in the near future) as my top pick for an accurate representation of Lucifer. Revelation is too choppy and convoluted to make heads or tails of…which in a way, is accurate of Him as well, I suppose.