They tell us here that God is Almighty
And that God is Pure
Whether this ethereal being is quite so wondrous
I am unsure.
But still,
God is my teacher.

I do not quite care for the Monolith
And to be honest,
I think i might hate It's actions
Crude and lazy
Childishly brutal
It's word brings about my utter irritation.

But who likes their teachers after all?
I will read someday a literature no more fictitious than that of the Lord
It tells that my best teacher
Is my enemy.

If it means learning from the highest
Most knowing
Wisest
Omniscience
That has ever sailed the stars
Then I choose to be the enemy of God
His darker apprentice in worldly rulings
The only of His daring enough to assault our Almighty.

If it means learning from the best.
Then no longer shall I be a beacon of light
No longer am I Lucifer.
You may call me Satan