To the heroines and the Villain of all villains, the Prince of Darkness, Satan!

Let’s start with the heroines.

They are represented in a variety of prose and poetic works.

How?

Or by such gray, colorless mice, to which the attitude of the title character is either tearfully plaintive, if mouse dared to reject the encroachments of a lustful male on her body, or condescendingly contemptuous, if he, having mastered her, immediately dismisses her, honestly grieving and crying about her sad love-fate, and continues his the usual hunt for any available females.

Another category of heroines is the exact opposite of the first: Smart, cunning, beautiful, bright, treacherous and vicious female vampires who drink the blood of husbands, lovers or occasional copulators in buckets, no less.

The intermediate category is “fluctuating” between the two “genotypes” mentioned, “changing clothes” on the move: Either a plaintively squeaking mouse, or a nymphomaniac fury…

There are practically no other “heroines”!

A slight deviation from such a general “starry” sequence of images is, of all the ones I know, Beatrice in Ethel Lillian Boole–Voynich’s talented novel “Take off Your Shoes” and Scarlett in Marguerite Mitchell’s novel “Gone with the Wind”, which also strongly leans towards the second category, because Scarlett is very difficult to call kind, selfish, ready for anything. everything to satisfy your whims

But it was practically impossible for men, writers and poets, or women, writers and poetesses to create an image of a LIVING, not a CARDBOARD, bright, beautiful, intelligent and KIND woman (with the exception of the one mentioned).

There are such women in real life, but they obviously shouldn’t be in literature!

With the Princes and Counts of DARKNESS, it’s even worse. Not a single REAL ONE!

I will list the works known to me:

J.W.Goethe “Faust” is a weak-willed magician, an actor disguised as Mephistopheles.

M. Lermontov. The “demon” is a dull whiner, unable to master even an ordinary earthly girl.

M. Twain’s “The Mysterious Stranger” – THREE stories under one title! – A magician again, a little stronger than the previous two, but “blurring into the non-holy Trinity and it is unclear what he wants to teach us at all.

Mikhail Bulgakov’s “The Master and Margarita” is a novel, a champion of mediocrity, where there is NOT A SINGLE LIVING CHARACTER at all. Solid cardboard papier-mache, muttering unintelligibly with the lower jaw fixed on two rusty nails. Woland and his apprentices are basically a bunch of traveling illusionist clowns.

Always and everywhere, not like Princes or, at least, Counts of Darkness, but wretched comedians, market buffoons, magicians, amusing the readership and the heroes of the works with their cheap tricks, antics and jumps of the incompetent “lords” of the «basement» world. Pathetic physical and spiritual impotents, incapable of any act worthy of a true satanic scale.

And everything, as usual, is always cut out of cardboard! INANIMATE!

There is no REAL evil power or the same talent!

Writers and poets probably don’t have enough imagination to “GET USED” to the image of some kind of supernatural force, although “in theory” they could.

Seeing such a poverty I’m going to consult with Ramona, the author of the sketches of the unwritten novel “Master and Hag Rita”…

12 XII 2025