type o negative ,COB,BMV,story of the year , japanese rock ,metallica ,smile empty soul ,crossfade ,amon amarth ,nightwish, darkest hour ,otep ,poets of fall ,30 second 2 march ....etc
MOVIES & TV
once upon time in america ,taxi driver , the godfather ,in general the classics ... saw 3 ,final fantasy , the abandoned ,pans lyprinth ....
I like to think of myself as somewhat a hippie who does not dressed like one I wish i can be closer to earth I wish i can look around me more and focus less on myself. I wish i can actually do something instead of just talking about the injustice in this world I wish to learn more about politics and history to understand how we get to where we are now I wish i can come up with an idea to help people I wish I can be proud of myself I wish I can make people care I wish I can actually feel a shred of sadness, remorse or guilt for a whole continent that is dying of hunger and aids I wish I can make people care I wish I can make people care I believe in the goodness of people.. I believe that it is not too late to go back, I believe that there will always be a part of us who strives for empathy
if growing up amounts to growing out of yearning,of passion and of all intensities of the soul then im staying this age forever
Well it would seem that my nightmares have once again erupted to claim me !!! I hope that, in this sharing, you can gain a shudder or two as well.......enjoy!
The Game
I look across the table, at the player I have chosen... It seems as if my mind is numb, all my emotions frozen. How did I come to be here, I never meant to stray... From the safety of my inner thoughts, I really wish I'd stayed away.
I watch as my companion, lays her hand upon the table... Her smirking look demanding, that I stop her if I'm able. Without a single glance around, looking deep within my eyes... She cuts her index finger off, and offers me this bloody prize.
What madness is possessing me, accepting that, which I despise... To take her lifeless offering, when I know it really can't be wise? Why must a part of each of us, be sacrificed and die... When all I really long to do, is lay between her parted thighs?
My horror escalating now, for I fear I know what is ahead... I think she has been teasing me, I can scarce contain my awful dread. A knowing look once again, accompanies her actions... This time it is her severed hand, she offers for my satisfaction.
Frantically I take my belt, and wrap it 'round her pulsing wrist... Oh Goddess there is so much blood, I give my belt an added twist! She chuckles deep within her throat, seems amused at my reaction... Dark eyes they seem to swallow me, providing me a brief distraction.
...And in the time it takes to blink, before I have a chance to think... I find myself in her embrace, she kisses me, then downs her drink. She motions me to take my seat, again I sit across from her... Blood and sweat smells sickly sweet, I'm shaken by what just occurred.
Others gather 'round our table, drawn like flies to rotten shit... I sense their hungry eyes upon us, won't someone put an end to it ? I glance again at my companion, my widened eyes can scarce believe... Is this the creature I admired, how could I have been so deceived?
I feel a sudden alteration, a change within the very air... She seems a sickly aberration, I find that I no longer care. Looking long into her eyes, I only see sly madness there... The emotion I mistook for passion, was really only her despair.
A glint of steel---a sudden movement, somehow I knew that this would come... I smell the stink of ruptured bowels, feel my life-force come un-done. She reaches deep within my breast, taking that which she desired... A part of me I once refused her, it is my heart she has acquired.
I feel a shudder as death takes me, her smirk the last thing that I see... Perhaps my dying will complete her, perhaps now she will let me be.
Sometimes I wonder how many times destiny can be changed by the intervention af a kind and knowing soul!
This tells us of such a time, I hope you enjoy!
Visions
Baby swaddled in soft doe-skin... Begins this seasons' cycle again. Wise grandmother, a woman of knowlege... Time holds no power she doesnt acknowlege.
Fire eats birch-bark, glowing yellow... Feeds on oak-wood, strong and mellow. Her old eyes water with the knowing... Of what time brings.... To this little one's growing.
From wrinkled gourds tied at her side... She pours rare powder contained inside... Rock circle endures, the smoke proclaims... Powerful incantations, inhibit time again.
Shadows caper, arcane majik writhes... Wafting smoke where infant lies... She purifies this little one... Protects her from the nameless one.
Star-souls strewn 'cross midnight skyes... Watch ancient rites performed this night... Watch as time, stops owls...mid-flight... Watch grandmother, as she cries... Tonight
Coyote screams his sad lament... While others rest, their passions spent... This woman knows what the old words meant... Seeking balance to.... Life's cruel torment.
Infant soul, her time short on earth... Some future time...will grant re-birth.
Well here is the latest. It is a bit of a departure for me... playing with the metre, but I hope you enjoy it. I would enjoy hearing your reaction to this one....Thanks !
Dreams From The Lake
Depth-less waters of the lake surrender... Gifts to enhance the female gender. Here crystal dreams and passion's pleasure... Reward the worthy...with aether's treasure.
Vivid dreams and passion's scenes... Reflected in the waters.... Such power seeks sweet harmony... Gifts for her blessed daughters.
Goddess rules here, undisputed... Her perfect heart is so well suited... To guide young souls, not yet polluted... Ensuring they are not deluded.
Innocent bathing, unashamed... But, evil greedy eyes observe. A moments fantasy to be claimed... Eyes drinking in her every curve.
From his concealment in the trees... This interloper barely breathes... He watches as she strides ashore... Infernal thoughts demanding more.
As goddess steps upon the sand... Her silken skin so soft and tanned... Her watcher doesn't understand... The retribution she has planned.
A secret smile plays 'pon her face... As she stretches in the sun. When will such spoilers learn their place... This one's lesson just begun.
Trespasser's mind at last made up... This stunning beauty he will take. Another soul to fill his cup... Revenge upon this hateful lake.
Magically he is astride her... But before he thrusts inside her... He somehow finds he's bound beside her... Aware now...that he's been denied her.
Above him stands a snarling creature... An apparition from nightmare dreams. Soft tranquil silence of the lake... Bears witness to his desperate screams.
Outraged daughter of the lake... Watches coldly as he squirms... Pondering what else she should take... Before she leaves him for the worms.
She reaches out with cruel intent... Removing that, which now seems spent... That part he used without consent... Her climax reached, watching his torment.
Sacred peace is at last restored... His awful death...is his just reward!
Well....I just can't seem to finish my latest.......and, since it has been so long since I have stopped by.....Here is something by Leslie Cottle, that I really en- joy, and I hope you do as well
Though this week was fraught with dangers, we have almost made it to the weekend..... Hang in there for just a few more hours, and we wull all go swimming !!!! *dances*
Perfumed breath whispers in my ear... Sweet majik happens each time we're here... Depthless soul, incredibly pure... Such passion displayed, somehow demure.
Jeweled scales glisten in the sun... Her body wound about my own... Sweet sinuous lover comforts me... The sweetest nectar I've ever known
With a sigh, she unfolds her wings... Aware of the pleasure that she brings... To each encounter we enjoy... Erotic tricks that she employs...
We rise into, soft summer evening... I lose myself in golden eyes... In love's urgent, warm embraces... Lost between her silken thighs.
Timeless moments, her gift to me... Harmonia's majik sets us free.
Standing alone, no one around... Place out of time with what surrounds it... Sitting upon sweet hallowed ground... She wonders why no one has found it.
How long ago, how many ages... Who's in charge, who turns the pages? What rules apply when majik dictates... Those who enter, and those left to wait?
She passes through some kind of membrane... Some ancient spell left to dismay... Those who hate; cruel heartless wretches... Those who reek of man's decay.
Tashina finds herself engrossed... Past images and other ghosts... Leave her as she switches planes... Embracing majik once again.
She bathes away her worldly cares... In crystal waters from the lake... Sighing as her soul relaxes... Careful to give more than she takes.
Sleeping in the sun's embrace... A smile appears upon her face... A fleeting tear shed for the past... She knows that tear will be her last.
A velvet touch disturbs her rest... Familiar scent invades her mind... Soft images of crimson nights... Moonlight and her heart entwined.
Familiar presence felt not seen... The one who makes her feel eighteen... One who finds her when she's sleeping... To take her soul into his keeping.
Spirit lover, her beloved... The one who comes from in-between. Caressing her, he's all to real... Here in this land of tranquil dreams.
She awakens, can this be real... Her lover's form at last revealed... He takes her in his arms again... Gives her passion.... .........takes her pain.
Together forever in this magic land... Embracing eternity, hand in hand.
Well this one is really out there....even for me! I am sorry it is so damn long...it just refused to be pared down, and what was I to do? It made me wonder what was truly more evil....a daemon going about the business for which it is fated....or....mankind's evil nature! In any event, I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to yer comments good or bad ......decide fer yourself, with my dark blessings.
ABOMINATION
She saunters down the sidewalk... Seeking stares and hungry glances... From scalawags and vagabonds... Eyes promising forbidden chances.
Glitzy dress cut up to there... Panties tucked inside her purse... Wicked smile upon her face... Her thoughts deliciously perverse.
Satan's mistress, slowly walking... Ferel eyes notice everything... Searching for a willing convert... A lover who can make her sing.
A man with liquor in his veins... One whose soul remains un-stained... A soul somehow that's still un-claimed... That she might taste, what his soul contains.
Suddenly her footsteps falter... She feels a flush rise in her cheeks... Forgotten passion rages through her... She's found the very thing she seeks.
Just ahead a man is walking... His back is all that she can see... Never has a mortal man... Made her burn, with such ecstasy.
Erotic images fill her mind... Dew gathers on her nether lips... Only thoughts that she might lose him... Allow such dreams to be eclipsed.
She notices then, he must have turned... While thoughts of carnal acts still churned... Within her mind, will she ever learn... Her fulfillment, must first be earned.
How could he vanish so completely... Lose himself within this crowd... Such actions vex this sultry daemon... They simply cannot be allowed.
To her surprise she feels the heat... This mortal who's eluding her... As he approaches from behind... Did she allow this to occur?
She gasps to feel his arms around her... Strong arms propel her through a door... And there he has her from behind... Upon some merchant's unclean floor.
She feels his seed erupt inside... Feels somehow she's been denied... It's probabally only wounded pride... She sets such ugly thoughts aside.
After all her clear intention... Had been to find one such as he... To do precisely what they've done... Though, not among foul floor debris.
She feels him stirring deep within her... Is it his wish to come again? His first words, whispered in her ear... "I promise you exquisite pain."
"You see, the seed I have emplanted"... "Within your heartless womb this day"... "I paid to have my seed enchanted"... "It will eat your very flesh away!"
"Remember as you slowly die"... "As you curse, and as you cry"... "My anger will not be denied"... "Because of you, my brother died!"
There is a seperate reality...where dreams are real, and those who can......FLYYYYY!
For my Sweet Lynn and Lilly !
Nyght Flyght
They dry their gossamer wings together.... They have starlight dreams to gather... They spread their glistening wings tonight... In anticipation of mid-night flight.
Perfect moonlight softly glowing... Majik dreamscape filled with knowing... Both have spent a lifetime waiting... Longing for this joyous mating.
Ancient knowlege freely given... To those who's souls are only driven... By purity and best intentions... Those who seek divine ascension.
So like children they gather here... Their balance masters their mortal fear. The Goddess in her wisdom blesses... Arcane chants and love's caresses.
Silken night breeze holds her breath... Suspended now 'tween flight and death... Their care-worn hearts choose sweet release... Ascending as their fears decrease.
Embracing as they fly together... Soaring above the streams and heather... Goddess weeps at such perfection... She takes them under her wise protection.
These brave seekers of aether's gift... Ride sly night-currents as they shift... Between this plane and that beyond... Sweet laughter as new dreams are spawned.
Brief thanks they give to one who cared... One who knew what could be shared... They giggle as they fly away... Will they return...no one can say.
Two hearts eagerly pulse as one... Their souls entwined, their journey begun.
