“I'm not sure what I am. I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it, but it's there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he's driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don't fight him, I don't want to. He's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even... especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else... someone. It's like the mask is slipping and things... people... who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.” ― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter
I don't endorse or even suggest watching Dexter, I abandoned the show after about 3 seasons because I could feel the effects on my mind and heart. But the dark passenger inner dialogue intrigued me. It's such a visceral description of the lust inside all of our hearts.
Why focus on this? Because we need to see sin for what it is, and understand why we allow it to rule us, and the honestly deal with our love of it. Dexter is in some ways a psycopath, but he is one we relate to because he is simply following the impulses of his lust to kill. He understands the mental disconnect and unabashedly analyzes the evil he sees in his own heart. We must do the same with our hearts. Denial and excuses only delude us from reality.
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