They say that as Muhammad lay dying, he saw in the corner of his tent a tall, standing shadow.

“Is that you?” he asks.

“I am,” She says.

His entire life had been a struggle against the Goddess, known in Arabic as al-Lât. (“Allah” is the masculine form of this name.)

For a while, he even thought that he had won. He destroyed Her idols, rooted out Her worship, did everything that he could to crush women's power.

Now he lays dying. He is silent for a long time.

“Have you come for me?” he asks Her finally.

She nods.

And so he dies.

Know this, O you prophets of the Male.

In the end, the Goddess always wins.


If you haven't reread Salman Rushdie's Satanic Versesthe source of this story—

recently, it's well worth revisiting.

Who would have thought that, at its heart, the most notorious novel of the 80s is actually Goddess revisionist history?


Above: The Triple Goddess of Mecca