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From: pirate_lindsay
02/21/2010 15:24:40

lmao   i was REEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLY fucking high when i sent that last coment xD lmFFao



From: pirate_lindsay
02/20/2010 03:31:42

<<<<<<<this is my entire day in smiley faces. first, i woke up and was like blah...fuck life..then i looked out the windwo. what i saw i almost could not believe. i was hypnotised by its force. that alien was a weird one, but funny. he then told me that all police men are aliens. i then thought of cops as the devil. all happy and shit, making people suffer. but then i thought about the nice cops. then how some of them do it with out thinking about it, they just have horns of insanity working in this field. then i got frustrated from thinking so hard, and got a massive head ache. i thought, "i bet spider man doesnt get headaches from thinking". then i got embarased that i was thinking of spiderman. and then i cursed at society and how only a kid can like spiderman and that this world is FUCKED UP. then i realized its the republicans fault. and i got scared. but now im getting off topic to play with my buttcheaks.



From: DaveDoom51
01/10/2010 07:18:53


SUASIDER wrote:
amazeing the nightmare is like something out of can i say a cross between a stephn king movie and a crowly poem


Thank you for your kind words, S. !!! I am very happy you enjoyed the poem :) !!

 



From: darkangel_blackwings
01/02/2010 16:36:28




From: DaveDoom51
01/02/2010 06:55:53


Here is a nightmare I wrote while my internet was un-available to me.....I hope you enjoy...... Let me know what you think, and happy nightmares to you!





Pentacle


I look around and find myself, immersed within the spectacle...
Of bleating, caged-up creatures screaming...trapped by this evil pentacle.
Course yammering and cursing, stock and trade of creatures damned.
They must do the bidding of the strong, or find their tender asses jammed...
Into the dreary, darkest corners...dank places in my hell....
Tormented cries surround me as I feel dark majik swell.

My torturted psyche stretched so thin, brittle sound of bat-wings flapping...
The scuttle of hell's grotesque rats, sounds of their cruel jaws' snapping.

Out of sight, I seem to hear, my faithful mate approaching...
Her cloven hooves upon the stone, her evil shade encroaching.
Demented scenes she shows to me, these images echo in my mind...
Howling my appreciation, dark majik takes her from behind.
Crystal-pillars of creation groan, to celebrate our arcane merging...
Two mortal bodies' wanton coupling....two darkened souls converging.

Shifting madness free inside me, her lovely exposed entrails sliding...
Delicious blood-dreams strut, unmasked...two different planes colliding.

A stillness creeps across the void, as if in pregnant expectation...
My lover and another speak, they voice an awful incantation.
Foul words assault beleagured senses, this wild-eyed pair approaching me...
Mouths forming lost forgotten verses, words to set hell's chained beast free.
Lost doe-eyes of my love's companion, seem to beg me for release...
I tear her muscled belly open, and grant her troubled soul surcease.

That quiet voice inside of me, the one supposed to guide me.....
Screaming for my sanity....ignores the corpse beside me.

Oiled body of my goat-eyed mate, lank and lovely muscles straining...
Atop the flesh of her companion, no longer lost...no more complaining.
The death throes of her dying body, heels drumming rhythm on the stone....
My lover's busy teeth at work, wet sucking sounds and sated moans.
I bend to lick an errant drip, of precious crimson nectar...
That wanders 'cross this cooling thigh...this flesh no more defines her.

Is this a dream or is it real, it seems my concience is in hiding...
The taste of blood upon my tongue, the voice inside no longer chiding.

There are changes in my body now, blood rushing to my swollen member...
My lover writhing in viscous fluids, frantic movements exposing her female gender.
I kiss the lips of our sacrifice, blowing air into dead tissue...
Dead is dead, there's no response, I guess then there's no issue.
Kneeling between my lover's thighs, smooth cold flesh between my knees...
I slide into the heat of her, for it's the living I would please.

Whether nightmare scene or reality, there was no other path to take...
If I am graced and 'twas a dream, I'll repent when I awake.


© December, 2009 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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From: darkangel_blackwings
12/02/2009 11:37:19




From: darkangel_blackwings
10/26/2009 02:11:24


From: DaveDoom51
10/08/2009 09:51:23
Everything went very well, Sua....thank you for thinking of me :)


From: DaveDoom51
10/07/2009 08:53:18
Well.....It just seemed right to share this one with you today, as I am off to hospital fer some tests etc.....I hope you enjoy !




Visages


In the fields and meadows...where the ugly creatures go....
From the bogs and hollows...where true evil likes to grow...
Ruined visages from ages past...faces twisted with foul appetites...
Dining on sweet innocence...with vicious rippings and monstrous bites.

Gathered round their altar...to feast on virgin woman-flesh....
Plucking tender morsels...from inner thighs, and un-touched breasts.
Sweet blood nectar, hot and thick...this innocent groans as she's devoured...
Death for her will not be quick...such violation feeds, their awful power.

Deformed hand thrust deep inside her...tender tissues stretched 'til breaking...
Eyes widen at this cruel invasion...she knows it is her womb they're taking.
Animal grunting assails her ears...fell creatures fighting for the taste...
Of sweet purity's salty tears...virgin sobbing as, her life's laid waste.

Through scarlet curtains of her pain...she seems to hear that voice again...
That wise and tender voice proclaims...don't weep my daughter...
For your soul remains.

Soft smile appears upon her features...
A victory stolen...
From Adramelech's creatures.


© May, 2009 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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From: darkangel_blackwings
10/05/2009 08:45:42


From: DaveDoom51
10/03/2009 12:56:37
I thought it was time to stop by........This is an older piece which I still enjoy....I hope you enjoy it too !!!







Mhorashty


Evil bubble of perception...
Stinking of carrion, prurient interests...seeking favorable reception...
Gentle souls as they flower, succulent dining results...
Causing the stalwart to falter, spitting cruel insults.

Road to destruction, craving adulation....
Capering, fawning...offering obscene copulation...
As incentive, demanding mass destruction...
Gentle souls no more...rancid decay...inviting corruption.

Lovers of carrion, riding ruby eyed vultures...
Gleefully snickering...decimating peaceful, pastoral cultures...
Disdaining sword and more honorable weapons...
Cruel soul eaters...shapeshifters...preferring deception.

Carnal lures their armament, viscious desires...
Whispered in countless ears, infernal plan requires...
Willing perversion of other's morality...co-operation....
Eager inductees are found, across every nation.

Oh soulless Mhorashty, freely walking amongst us---
Offered comfortable flesh lodging---festering places inside us...
What gift was it, you offered during carnal embraces...
Evil truth to be found...in ancient graveyards...and other foul places.

Brief fleeting pleasures you offered, high prices demanded---
Parasitical lust consummated, rampant chaos demanded...
As flies among entrails, celebrating awful deception...
No shortage of souls, offer adoring reception.

Beautiful Mhorashty, ancient tellers of lies...
Herald anticipated return, of the Lord of Flies.



©June, 2007 ~DaveDoom51~all rights reserved




They roam the world of the mortals for unknown reasons but seem to be drawn to death like fleas to a dead corpse. They're said to wander freely between our world and the Netherworlds but more is not known. In other contexts they're also seen in connection with Etherus as creatures of lust and the sins of love although their alignment to death and destruction seems to be pre-dominant.




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From: darkangel_blackwings
09/22/2009 20:10:08


From: DaveDoom51
09/20/2009 22:10:36
Here is a spoof of the "Sons of Anarchy" series (which I do enjoy, even if it is a TV show) LMAO many of my friends in real life are in it...and so am I hehehehe.....hope you get a laugh!!!. The video is Cleo's hard work (pandora on here) and I thought I wud share it with my friends :)




From: darkangel_blackwings
09/19/2009 10:37:11


From: darkangel_blackwings
09/11/2009 22:08:06



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