Fly: Greetingz, ma’am. It’z a pleazure having you here.
Emerantia: You can call me Deamon. Greetings to you too.
Fly: Zure thing, Mz. Damien. Wait, what? That’z a guy’z name.
Daemon: It’s Daemon, my good lad.
Fly (zhivering): Like, a demon ‘Daemon’?
Daemon: Oh, certainly not. Demon iz evil, whereas Daemon, with an ‘a’, is playful and wickedly cute, inspiration being its greatest quality.
Fly: Juzt one letter zetz them on oppozite extremez?
Daemon: Yes, Daemon is the Latinized spelling of the Greek δαίμων (daimôn), referring to the daemons of Ancient Greek religion and mythology - good supernatural beings between mortals and gods, such as inferior divinities and ghosts of dead heroes -
Fly: *Gulp* Zo I am not zpeaking with a human right now?
Daemon: Am I?
Daemon: It’s okay Mr. Fly, don’t feel embarrassed. We can’t always know everything about anything, can we? But Daemons differ from that Judeo-Christian usage of Demon - a malignant spirit that can seduce, afflict, or possess humans.
Fly: Aah, but not fliez. Juzt humanz, right?
Daemon (smiling): Spirits have a sense of taste too, you know. Don’t you flies have an extremely acute sense of smell and taste?
Fly (bluzhing): Oh, yez. Bazically, am glad I’m zafe.
Daemon: Well, that depends. In Plato's Phaedrus, daemon is explained as a kind of good madness - like falling in love, ecstasy, inspiration, that takes the ego out of itself to a better self. Demon is a bad madness that is always self-destructive. So hold tightly onto your garbage bag... for lift off bag-and-baggage.
Fly: That haz me curiouz now. Iz that zpirit of inzpiration behind what you do and the faith you put in relatively unknown authorz? Tell uz about your work.
Daemon: Hmmm, that’s a long story and it turned out to be a very convoluted journey and learning labyrinth of sorts over many decades, which led me finally to this place in time and space.
Fly: Zo how did it all begin? Waz it an interezt in writing that gradually diverzified itzelf?
Daemon: The founder is a very special and close kindred spirit, who actually began his own long journey through life, decided to pen down his life’s experiences and wrote from what he knew and how he reacted to the many incidents he encountered and the many emotions he experienced over a lifetime in his profession. This kindred spirit infused the fuel and force which generated the initial growth of the bare groundwork that became the first building block on which this Agency was built. Then one day it was time for him to retire, take a backseat on the clouds, and throw the weight of all this responsibility onto my fair shoulder, crushing my wings in the process. (zmilez) And that’s how I took on forced human form, if only temporarily. Lol! I am discovering it is really quite fun to be a human. I am now well and truly ‘shackled’ to my job and running this business which without it, would make life less challenging and interesting.
Fly: Iz that what keepz you going?
Daemon: Well, our biggest supportive main brace comes from the efforts and collaborative devotion of our editorial team, as they also became a driving and very impacting force in their own right. They kept me going and their hard work and personal contributions in turn became the very driving force that keeps this wheel turning – and which developed into the literary and film agency we can all be proud of today. So it was not one person’s effort but a collective effort of hearts and love for this amazing adventure and to see it blossom. Our editorial team represents the very spokes of this wheel, and their collective hearts and enthusiastic spiritual devotion for the work is the cog in this wheel - and the authors have become the oil, to keep this wheel well oiled and turning… faster and faster.
Fly: And how can people contact you for zubmizzionz?
Daemon: I urge anyone who has been bewitched by the ‘writing bug’, and any author who possesses the tools to express his/her imagination with well chosen words, and well positioned grammatical astuteness, to come forward and make their submissions for evaluation. But the main driving force behind their aspirations to become popular authors must be pure and should be generated from the right motivations, so as not to write books with the sole aim to become rich! First there must be that innate and intense desire to write for the sake of self expression, and to entertain readers. Authors are much like Actors, Producers and Directors. They all possess that involuntary creative force which is the stuff that keeps spurring them on, almost like a compulsion they can’t control. In order to bewitch and enchant their audiences, and which is also where their self-gratification and reward should be sourced from; first and foremost it should be self gratification and a deep sense of creative accomplishment. But should an author do well financially then that is a bonus to add to their accomplishments, and there you have it! ‘True Grit’! The ‘Real McCoy’! They can submit by using either of the two following contact emails: firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com
Fly: Your blog at www.gilbertliteraryagency.com and zubzequent packagez you make for clientz have an extra-ordinary level of detail and toolz aimed at guiding potential authorz through the uncertain, and rather long, publizhing path. Which iz refrezhing, however, iz how direct you are in your communication with people. Iz it on purpoze?
Daemon: I can only be myself dear Mr. Fly! I have been known to have lost my temper on occasion with some authors over years past when trying to cope with ones whose expectations post publication were set unrealistically high, who then went on to express their negative feelings and disillusionments blaming everyone, except themselves, why their work wasn’t selling fast enough or more abundantly. But as I move forward in time, I have learned to be more understanding simply by placing myself in the author’s shoes. Their expectations I guess should be nothing but high and it feeds that driving force inside them, which more than often run very high. And so, once offered a contract, they don’t always understand that to become a recognized author takes some years and hard work also on the side of the Author. Publishers take on an enormous volume of authors these days than ever before, both multi-published and new authors. That is so unlike yester year where only a handful of new authors were chosen from virtually thousands of submissions.
The good part about living in today’s industry and how it’s functioning is that a much larger proportion of eager new authors can become published. Many publishers look for those with potential, and are more willing to give those ones an opportunity to blossom. However, once a book has seen publication, is where the test of patience and growing a strong tolerance towards time factors lies to inculcate good habits in how Authors manage their time between writing and self promotions and marketing strategy. So what all new authors must understand is that it will take time to become visible. Everyone today is expected to contribute their personal share towards a measure of promotions and marketing. All this can be achieved quite freely on line. Their contribution plus what Publishers also do for their authors, will together make for a successful outcome. However, that said, for an average author it may take 3 years before they have developed and built for themselves a reasonable readership fan base following. But what has changed today from yesteryear, which makes this feat much harder, is that a massive glut of literary works exists out there, which means the field has become even more competitive.
Yet there is room for everyone to blossom and earn from writing, sure! An overnight landslide of fame and fortune can become the first disillusionment for most authors, and particularly new authors, who shall and must face this period of uncertainty, and must then overcome that hurdle and continue doing what they love, broadening the skills of their craft.
Fly: Az tranzparent az it getz. Let’z move on from workzpace then. Being a zpirit, you are faced with the problem of eternity. Where would you zay you wizh to zpend all that time, and how?
Daemon: Eternity can be a blessing or a curse. However, I realize that I cannot expect to be running this Agency forever and when the times comes I will ensure that this responsibility is passed on to the next generation of owners, and I will then be content and ready to resume my life in spiritual form as a ‘good Daemon’.
But if the time allotted to creatures like us is used wisely and constructively, then there is only sunshine to be celebrated at every new earthly dawn. Just remember where we end up eventually, after the assignments we are handed to nurture and safeguard, and our tasks on earth are successfully completed; is high above the clouds where the expense is eternally blue. (zmilez) There are many galaxies to explore, but more importantly we will continue to grow like every other spirit creature in gradients and levels as we become guardians of other souls that need a hand up and guidance. Our own survival is dependent on how we function and the positive effects we procure on others. Those new tasks and responsibilities we good Daemons have to bear is like far more megaton weightier, than running a literary and film agency. Because once we leave the material world in search of eternity your whole existence becomes a gift of self-sacrifice in order to assist and guide those who are assigned to us. This takes a huge amount of humility, and if you don’t have those traits inside of you, you will not last long in eternity. (laughz)
Fly: But if you do lazt that long, zuch iz the level of ethereal knowledge you will have gained. I muzt admit I’m trying my bezt to keep up.
Daemon: But that’s what matters - intent! Did you know that good Daemons, and those that dwell in the angelic realm are not immortal? They are actually mortal just like you and I now in this body. Depending on their behavioural pattern and motivations, and how they behave towards the ‘Great Universal Spirit’ is what shall determine the length, and if only temporary, permanency of their immortality. They must at all times demonstrate a willingness to selflessness, and abstain from abusive and selfish behaviour, if we are to withstand the test of time and pass the grades and gradients we must conquer. So we all have to make an accounting for, and become accountable always for all our moves and actions in life on all its complicated level. Whether in flesh and blood form or spiritual form we all continue to tackle our existences on a continual learning curve level which hopefully ultimately leads to a perfect state of being. You must earn your place in the spiritual realm. You can only maintain your position by your deeds, which must be progressive in what you can do for other souls who are still shackled to earth and their material world.
You will probably have questions burning on your tongue right now Mr. Fly? Or are you buzzing with pure pleasure?
Fly: Pleazure. More like flying, actually. Your affinity towardz zpirituality, and your inziztence upon it iz breathtaking. No wonder you enjoy immortality.
Daemon: Just take it from me - immortality is only a temporary state, and stands firm only for as long as you live and exist by certain theocratic code and deeds. Remember Beelzebub? His days are numbered even to this day. He was immortal only by the grace of the ‘Great Universal Spirit’, a common denominator that brings and renders all mankind together into what should one day become a well bonded human family. If only they realized this outside their man-made traditions of faith cultivated over millennia since we evolved, and how some of these negative traditions too hold, and turned the human family into what we’ve become today. All races and cultures are now on the threshold of a new era driven by unearthly forces, who have come to divide and create division amongst the tribes of the earth.
Fly: Humanz! Hmpf. Well, fliez have their izzuez too. Greed over garbage and other zuch thingz.
Daemon (laughing): How can you flies actually like garbage?
Fly: Well, there’z quite a ztory behind it. I zhall zhare it on another day. Different beingz have different taztez, az you zaid. Zpeaking of which, let’z talk about zpice on a different latitude. Are there any crazy experiencez you can recount?
Daemon: Oh boy, let me think. There was a time I was transported into a human child, and when my family and I immigrated to Australia, where I had to adapt to a new country’s ways, culture and language. So English is not my native tongue. When I was only 10 years old I was sent on an errand: I was asked to buy some headache powders - Vincent’s Powder they were called. So I walked up to the counter and asked for them. Now apparently the store stocked a variety of those. So the shop girl inquired which particular kind I was after from their range? All I could remember was the eternal headache powders advertisements that were aired on TV in those days, brain washing us all on a weekly basis blasting their ads into our homes. The general presentation went along these lines backed by very uplifting music: “Take Vincent’ s Powders with confidence ...and you will be all new again to face another day!” So that is exactly what I asked for in my very limited English: “Ones with confidence,” I said rather glumly, “I would like Vincent’s Powders with Confidence.” I was unsure as to whether I had hit the head on the nail or not. And I remember how she burst into laughter, then whispered something into the other shop girl’s ear, and suddenly we had a giggling party going. I never got it at all until years later. Hahah! Nevertheless I just giggled heartily along with them, and I have never forgotten that incident, and am reminded of it every time there is a headache powder ad on TV.
Fly: (laughz) (laughz zome more) (ztill laughing) That iz inzpirational! Though not on the level that you felt. Quite a turnaround for an eternal zpirit of “good” mizchief. But after all thiz zparkle of life, don’t you mizz not having a chance to go to Heaven? Or are you glad there’z no chance of going to Hell?
Daemon: HAHA! Forgive me Mr. Fly for laughing. I am not trying to level with yours but simply doing so with you. You are so funny and oh-so-philosophical in your approach always! Ask me whether my wine glass is half full or half empty. I will then give it some thought and let you know another time we chat, as the subject of Heaven is a serious one. I believe in Hell too though. But did you know that the origin of the word hell goes way back in history. The original word was GEHENNA, a place outside Jerusalem where people used to burn their garbage -
Daemon: Focus, dear Mr. Fly. That was a long time ago. The biblical hell of eternal flames is really only very symbolic, but Gehenna was used by the early bible writers as an example to project what hell could be like... eternal destruction. We know that fire is wholly destructive and devours everything in its path. It renders everything in its path to cinders and finally to mere dust. So is one’s fate as a human, it is in our makeup and in the makeup of all living creatures, that when our flesh turns to dust after we die we become conscious of nothing at all. Eternal Hell means simply DEATH. Finality. The dead are conscious of nothing at all. That is what hell means. I deem death to be the greatest punishment to all living things, even without having to suffer the scorching heat of eternal flames rendering our flesh as boils and strips of meat FOREVER. Haha! No, I do not accept that concept as this is not in the 4 main important attributes of our Great Universal Spirit, creator of the Universe. That greatest quality which I am referring to is that of ‘perfect love’. That is what we must all aspire after and was a gift imparted to each and every one of us at birth.
Fly (to himzelf): Alright, focuz. Love. Not burning garbage. Love.
Daemon: You know, there is a place called heavenly realm or the invisible spiritual world, where flesh and blood cannot enter. Hence we need to take on a spiritual form in order to experience heaven. But we can’t enter into Heaven before we have experienced many levels of spiritual being first, so we must earn and qualify for that privilege as I mentioned earlier.
Fly (cello playing in the background): You hear that?
Daemon: Hear what?
Fly: The cello. They play it when fliez experience enlightenment.
Daemon: Aah, the sound, enlightenment is it? I often hear it but think it’s just a fly humming in my ear, and end up swatting it off. But funny you should mention the Cello. Because now you may ask me what my favourite musical instrument is, and I will tell you that the Cello it is.
Fly: For itz quiet zweetnezz?
Daemon: For its dramatic power like an artist with the palette who with deft brush strokes on the canvas creates magic imagery, a mood, darkness or light, happy vibes or sadness... the Cello has the power to induce any manner of moods into my psyche. Sorry about the swatting bit though. Next time, I will try to identify an enlightened fly when I see one.
Fly: Yez, well, it’z a cruel life - getting hit by people every time we have an epiphany of zortz! Before we conclude our tryzt here, do zhare zome projectz we can look forward to.
Daemon: If your fans and readers wish to know more about some of our new developments about the Agency’s progress in the film sectors, for example, we have many fine projects under evaluation possibly coming to fruition. You can explore them at http://www.gilbertliteraryagencyauthors.com and http://www.imdb.com/name/nm6281568/resumephotos
Fly: We look forward to theze. And our bezt wizhez to them all. Any final word for our readerz?
Daemon: We hope that they will also open up and reveal to us what they are working on and what their aspirations in life are. I hope they too have a few funny stories to relay. Laughter to my mind is the best medicine of all time! It releases these ‘good feel’ endomorphins which have the power to heal, uplift, dispel grief and depression, and acts as an all around positive remedy that brings healing to the mind and the body. I quite love my endomorphic cheeky buddies whilst I have the opportunity to experience what it’s like to occupy a human body.
Fly: Why not a fly’z?
Daemon: Well, I wonder if you ever wished to be changed into something else after you get swatted one day, heaven forbid.
Fly: (givez wide eyed ztare)
Dameon: No, c’mon! Don’t you believe in re-incarnation at all?
Fly: Excellent chat thiz. I can honeztly not tell whether I’m dead, alive or enlightened.
Dameon: All good?
Fly: Yez, yez. Do zend my regardz to dear Demon if you meet it, by the way.
Daemon: Yea, about that... he’s actually standing right behind you, and waiting impatiently to be interviewed next...and brrrr...good luck with that. And engage it for a bit, will you? I would not want to meet up with him in an alley on such a dark, ominous and rainy night.
Daemon: I can see you swallowing hard and turning round at lightning speed on your 8 little legs. Hilarious! But don’t worry Mr. Fly, the good Daemon was just pulling your leg. I am sure you can still manage with the 7 you have left. Now one more thing, please let’s not argue about how many legs a fly has, as I can clearly see you have 8 legs Mr. Fly... oh, oh, now it dawns on me... you are the devil’s advocate, aren’t you??
Dear folkz, The Fly iz temporarily unavailable and in hiding. Do zend in your wizhez. And don’t forget to connect with Emerantia’z Daemon here:
Love & Enlightenmentz,
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An Enlightened Fly
The Fly That Followed Me
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Malay A. Upadhyay
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