Envision ( if you dare? ) this hurtful and hateful scenario wherein people, powers, and forces persistently press you to become a devil. Of course, if your soul is undefiled, you will natrually repel such eerie orbs of influence - with a finality! You will, furthermore, make the earnest and sober attempt to be completely devoid of these diabolical suggestions. This because they run contrary to your original state of Being ( made in the image and the likeness of God ) and disrupt the beauty and symmetry of the higher expressions of the human faculties. You want nothing to do with the falsehood and dirty games, would take no part in the perversity and deviltry of this accursed scenario. So, then, you want out of the damnable region and you betake all of your gifts and talents to escape. But, alas! you soon discover that you cannot simply move forward, herein this scenario - or, you will become a devil: you cannot even retract your steps and go backwards - or, you will become a devil; you cannot hope to ascend, either...no! not in this designated scenario - or, you will become a devil; you cannot descend because it is all the same - you will become a devil.
By and by, frustration settles in like an unwelcomed visitor of hell - with mockery emanating from its odd and awkward being. Then, too, round about you is the constant cackle and babble of the people, powers, and forces that want nothing better than to subvert and submerge the light ( which is the precious life ) that God has given you. With your mind's eye, you see the scandalous complot, and the frustration finds a more conflagrant freind - raw anger. But, not only that, the frustration and the anger is soon exacerbated by impancience. You want out of this milieu of madness - you want nothing to do with its perversity and profanity. You are doggedly determined to see a better and more beauteous way of life. You refuse to give up, and, so, ponder the matter with earnest and sober intent. An idea comes and you move on the hope of escape by of a horazontal leap - only, here, too, you discover that you will become a devil. War-wearied, you pause and heave a sigh - just about ready to go all out, in a glorious blaze of fiery rebellion, or, to just give up the ghost altogether and leave this polluted planet. But, then, a small still voice is heard ( a grace and a mercy from the Creator of all things ) and it says: "Every thing and every body herein this designated scenario is accursed and infected with a curious disease of mind and spirit." That is all the voice spake in way of giving you a clue to untrammelled freedom.
Now, some of you might speedily revert to the Christian Biblicism which states - "Be ye in the world but not of it." Howsoever, the mind that told of this was Christ ( KRAST ) and it exist over and beyond the finite ken of those who think they know. Above and beneath it all, the general lay of practically all mortals will not ( cannot! ) reach or rightly realize such a sublime state of consciousness. So, then, let us be realistic here and deal with this Peculiar Riddle within the range of Our powers and capacities. Flatly speaking, you cannot reside in a pig sty and fail to become sullied by the grit and grime of filth and stench therein. We are a direct product of Our environs and no one can successfully defy this inter-connected Law of the Universe - no matter how clever or convincing the argument.
Never the less, the critical query still looms - does it not? How are We to break the bands of this knotty situation? What is the answer to this Peculiar Riddle? For any one who so happens to come in contact with this complicated conundrum and think to have the answer, then, please! speedily respond and submit your opine. The only hint that I can give is to say that it is a designated scenario - like a stage with the scripts pre-written. That is all I will give. Now, I will say this much, though - for any one who so happens to resolve this Riddle, correctly, then, that individual has the key to the doors of actual freedom from the gloom and doom that engulfs so many souls herein the West.