Paradise Lost | The Story of Lucifer You Were Never Told

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Paradise lost, same with the Divine Comedy, has become so ingrained in Christianity itself that the boundaries between what it says in the Bible and what was created by poets have become blurred. A lot of what people know about Satan and hell comes from those works, not the scripture itself. It is like DLC or fanworks that became so popular they melded togethe with the original.

“Paradise might be lost , but hope still remains.” Wise words to live by

Quote at the very end: "knowing that paradise may have been lost but hope still remained." Excellent

For people who struggle to read the poem, I highly recommend listening to the audiobook and following along in the book. It makes it much more easier to follow, more dramatic and you can hear the change in voices so you can decipher the dialogue between different people.

Tenuously related story but I always think of it when people talk about Satan. Back in High School during Summer I'd spend a lot of time at my friend Jeremy's House. He had a little sister who was about 3 or 4 at the time and one day whilst we were watching something on the computer she came into the room and Jeremy, noticing a scratch on her arm, asked how she got it? In a childishly sweet but honest voice she replied; 'Satan scratched me!' We both yelled out 'WHAT?!' With laughter mixed with palpable concern and bewilderment. 'Satan scratched me! See!' She repeated firmly, showing us her arm with the scratch. 'I don't think he likes me...' 'Ha..haha... yeah...' I said looking to Jeremy... You can imagine how troubling a statement like that was, so we both started quickly firing off questions testing her to see if it was just a misunderstanding or a lie but her answers either did little to nothing to calm us or, more concerningly, made things that much more sinister and worrying. We asked questions like 'Did he say anything to you?' 'No, he doesn't talk.' 'What does he look like?' 'He's black, and, uh, small and he has yellow eyes... And nails! That's what he scratched me with! They hurt!' After a few more questions one of us asked tepidly 'Have you seen him before?' 'Yes, but sometimes he's there and sometimes he's not. Sometimes he follows me around but most of the time he just watches me.' ... Yeah that that response actually genuinely shook us both. Neither of us said anything for about 10 seconds after that deep in thought... I mean, how do you respond with an honest child tell you that a small, black, yellow eyed 'entity' that didn't like her that would come and go and who would sometimes following her around but would mostly just silently watch her. And now, no longer content to simply observe and stalk her he had begun to attack her... And perhaps most worryingly, despite being unable to talk he had somehow managed to communicate to a 3 or 4 year old little Jewish girl that his name, of all POSSIBLE names, was Satan... A name which, incidentally, is a Jewish name from the Hebrew meaning 'Prosecutor.' He who levels charges against the accused. All this gave the both of us pause. So, concerned, suspicious and slightly dumbfounded Jeremy eventually said 'Show us where this happened.' Then without saying anything she confidently led us through the house and into the garden, and pointed at the fence. That's when Jeremy figured it out. He explained it to me through fits of laughter. The Next Door Neighbour's new Cat was named 'Satin,' and evidently HE had been the one to scratch her. She simply hadn't learned the cat's name properly. We both collapsed into hysterical, deeply relieved laughter once we figured it out. And went on to excitedly tell the rest of his family the story. As I've now done again here. Still, for a few moments there, it was quite sincerely like being in The Exorcist.

Poor Uriel, guy was just happy to see another angel😭

“Alas, optimism is a mania for insisting that everything is going right, when everything is going dreadfully wrong”.

I've been reading a version of Paradise Lost called "Paradise Lost in Plain English" by Joseph Lanzara. I recommend it for anyone that struggles to understand the poetry version, and would rather have a prose version, so that they can just read the story. It has the original poetry version in the book as well.

I will NEVER forget Paradise Lost. We studied this back in college and hoo boy it was heavy for someone whom never read Milton before. 📚

As a writer it is beautiful to hear the in between conversations someone takes from a larger story. We don’t hear the little conversations within Scripture or in myths that’s why I enjoy when writers expand without taking away from the bigger story.

Always wanted to read the book Paradise Lost, but having it told to me in your clean, clear voice was even better. Thank you

Milton was blind when he created this masterpiece,his daughter helped with the writing

Paradise Lost captured my imagination in college. Nice to see someone bring it to a larger audience than just classics nerds. If anyone is interested in reading the book after watching this I highly encourage you to do so. It is rich with symbolism and there's plenty that wasn't covered here. Oh, and Milton was blind when he wrote this too, go figure 😂

Sulfur burns with a blue flame that gives off little usable light and tends to augment the darkness--Milton knew his Chemistry!

My favorite story of The Fall is Anne Rice's "Memnoch the Devil"

Very good metaphor for the human condition. If you think of this as something that is happening inside your head: God being the "True Self", the human being "choice" and the devil being the "ego" then it kind of unlocks an understanding of our nature.

"Paradise Lost" is a meaty poem to say the least. The first time I picked it up, having sworn to myself that I was gonna finish it, I actually laughed out loud. I'd wrestled my way through Homer's "Odyssey" before over a period of... eh, only about seven months. "The Divine Comedy" is a far easier read. I raced through it. I couldn't put "Paradise Lost" down at all until the poem was half finished. I definitely felt Milton's sympathy for the devil. The rest all just felt like Church and took me ages to finish. I expected this presentation to be long and maybe a little boring, but kudos, it wasn't at all. I loved it. Thank you so much for your exposition. It was swell!

This story, like every horror movie, proves every time someone says lets split up nothing good comes from it, just death.

My favorite poem. It feels like jewels falling out of my mouth when I read it out loud.