There be Monsters
Things that creepith in the soil, under the seas, things in
the shadows, the unknown; the unknown is what terrifies us. Yet the evil we do
know, we have profaned, subjugated to humor, and into sexualized melancholy.
The archetype of the vampire, the soulless insatiable all-consuming
monster that is universal in every sect and society and dating back to at least
Babylon has been with us. The question is why, why has he been lingering in the
shadows, under the stares, and in graveyards?
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| http://jungian.info/library.cfm?idsLibrary=9 |
The idea of the restless spirit that has suffered
insurmountable trauma, and thus perpetuates this pain has already been explored
in depth. The idea that it consumes the sanguine life force of virile humans for
self sustainment has also been explored in depth.
Yet what makes the vampire so alluring, so terrifying is the
fact that he looks like us. He is the cliché of the wolf in sheep’s clothing. He
is soulless, insatiable, and hurts beautiful things because he is drawn to them
like a moth to a flame; for the same reason that lower spirits and beings are drawn
to higher levels. They do not understand
why they are where they are, or they have been exiled there due to unforgivable
indiscretions, and desire to be on high levels of existence. The vampire whether
traditional, psychic, or even sparkly, is a psychopath. He/she has succumbed to
Antisocial Personality Disorder (or other personality disorders) a soulless
insatiable all-consuming monster that is universal in every sect and society and
dates back to at least Babylon. Our ancestors warned us of such monsters and
did their best to remove them from the gene pool, yet we have, and continue to
glorify them. 
Now that they have been sexualized and humanized though
sympathy for the devil, they are in a sense seen as a dark protagonist, the
unlovable who can be redeemed through love, yet we have forgot that these creatures
are at the lower plains because they are irredeemable. This is now to the monster’s
advantage, the sheep are literally lining up for the wolves, asking to receive
the love bite, the kiss of death.
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| https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/get-hardy/201502/fifty-shades-grey |
And the cycle continues.
