Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state?
It’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation.
The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life’s joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity.
You were made to be ruled.
In the end, you will always kneel.”
So much truth, Loki. One might almost think you wise. But like all Tricksters, you twist the truth. And for your purposes, you twist it foolishly.
Something is missing. Something you seem ignorant of. One vital element of our makeup.
Yes, we were made to be ruled. But we were made to choose whom we will serve.
You see this throughout history. Yes, many followed Robert the Bruce that they might be free of England’s rule. But in that very act, they submitted themselves, they subjugated themselves, to Robert the Bruce. And they did so gladly! It was almost as if… as if it was their natural state.
FREEDOM is the constantly recurring cry. Yes, but freedom to do what? Freedom to choose our masters. We don’t always choose wisely, but we’ll be damned if you don’t let us choose! (Heck, we even get to choose if we’ll be damned.) Few and far between are the true anarchists–and even if all governments broke down, people would naturally find and huddle together under masters of one sort or another.
But a master whose subjects hate him is a master whose power is in grave jeopardy. A master whose subjects choose and love him is a greater master.
Because it is given to us to think and feel, and to will, and to choose according to our will.
We want who we want. We want someone who listens to us. Someone who understands us. Someone who knows the difficulties of our life and will be fair with us–or perhaps less fair and more merciful. We’d like Someone to defend us against our enemies. It would also be nice if this Someone gave us things. We’d like to be able to look up to this Someone, to call them a Hero, to hail their flag proudly, and proudly name ourselves their subject.
(Not that I’m talking about Anyone in particular, of course not, whyever would you think such a thing.)
The Marvel universe has a god who kills a man in front of a crowd, rounds them up like frightened cattle, like frightened chattel, then shouts them into submission. Of course a man stands against him, and of course this man is a hero. As it should be! Loki would have stomped upon and stripped away their God-given wills.
We have a God who allows himself to be killed in front of crowds of men, just to save a bunch of frightened sheep, just to be a good shepherd, then asks for their submission–because they’re going to run headlong off a cliff if they don’t turn around.
Is not this sweeter? Is this not your natural state?
It’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave to pour yourselves out to someone, even as I pour Myself out to you.
You think you see the bright lure of freedom in all the darkest corners, and you diminish your life’s joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity.
I am the only One with freedom and power and identity, and I give it freely to all to look to Me .
You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel:
To your empty selves, to your empty sins, to your empty oppressors, or to Me.
Choose you this day whom you will serve.”
And those men who stand, those who defy him, he allows to walk away. To walk away into Hell. To walk away into nothing. To run away from God into everything that is the opposite of God. To break his heart. To hurt themselves.
But our God did not make us automatons, he made us beings with free wills to choose our rulers, and that means allowing us to choose rulers to our detriment.
Just think of it; what if Loki had known even a little piece of that wisdom?
What if Loki had come to earth and said, “Hey babes, Loki from Asgard here, just a lonely little trickster god looking to rock–and rule–your world. Who’s with me?”
I’d bet that much of the world’s female population, at least, would have waved signs and guns on his behalf from the outset.
…Did I mention we don’t always choose wisely?