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BlackMetalJim	Jul 3, 2008, 04:48 AM
	Love you beautiful!!!

DaveDoom51	Jun 23, 2008, 06:44 PM
	Well....once again, it has been way to long since I visited you.....Here is my peace offering......I hope you enjoy it .. BTW, this poem concerns the original Stregan belief system......approximately in the time frame of the Druids in Britain....though this locale is southern Italy (what is to become a unified Italy anyway) in the "boot" portion of that country..... Stregheria Grottoes of awareness, resounding with the crystal sound... Of sweet pure voices singing there, waiting to be found. Innocence in its varied guises, displayed for pristine divine pleasure... In all its varied permutations, images that ancient Goddess treasures! Gentle Stregan generation, survivors of the darker times... Still practice careful majik sendings, reciting arcane power rhymes. Listen as the little ones, chosen on their birthing beds... Sing the ancient melodies, repeating what the Goddess said. Oh Mother in your lofty aerie, receive this offering from our hearts... We seek your blessed intervention, we claim the knowlege you impart. Remember ancient Calabria, when her forests reigned supreme?... Before your teachings were perverted, before misguided papal schemes? Long before Arcadians, came slinking to our shores... We remember sacred Mother, the knowlege that you taught before. Both sides of majik doth require, that the Goddess and her lover... Once again unite together, in hopes your faithful can discover... Forgotten power once obtained... Rites once lost... .. must be regained. Rise again and walk among us, look again upon our faces... Renounce the slumber of the ancients, reclaim all your holy places. Too long mankind has forgotten, the awful price your wrath exacts... Too long since your sorrow claimed you, time now for you to react. Pillars of creation groan, as dear hallowed Mother wakens... Too long since her teachings prospered, long ago she was forsakened... Now her time comes 'round again... Free at last... .. no longer chained. Fearsome mother of Diana, we seek your blessing once again... Gathered here upon the Sabbat, chanting your sacrosanct refrain. © June, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved

DaveDoom51	Jun 17, 2008, 04:17 PM
	Here is a pretty video....outdated, .....but so am I lol Hope you enjoy!

DaveDoom51	Jun 11, 2008, 11:47 AM
	Well...srry it has been so long between posts...have been busy with my son lately....Anyway, here is the newest one....I hope you enjoy it!!! Daemon-Hound Panting from extreme exertion...further survival is far from certain. Devil's spawn now close behind her...she wonders how the hell he finds her. Sanctuary far away, chances slim in that direction... Hell-hound baying in the distance, her weapons offer scant protection. Once again she finds her rhythm,striving for life's preservation... Slipping, sliding in her flight...frantic in her desperation. She doesn't notice in her haste, the drop of blood she leaves behind... Precious nectar betrays her passage, a scent unique to human-kind. Such carelessness not tolerated, by the elders of her clan... Lapses are so often fatal, the result is often death...unplanned. Stygian landscape offends her senses, still she strives for distance from... This unholy creature tracking her, she knows the worst is yet to come. Meantime in the misty distance, night-mare hound has found her spoor... Succulent blood-scent sets him snapping, his dripping jaws demanding more. Pissing in insane excitement, tail tightly tucked around his balls... Baying his obscene enchantment, he listens to foul nature's call. He tastes the blood upon the ground, yearning for complete fulfillment... His frenzied brain relays the message, only blood will bring contentment. Relentless in his fell pursuit, cruel death it takes to calm this brute. Only then can he return, with her stolen soul to burn. As she approaches lower ground, approaches understanding's calm... It seems as if her cares have fled, as if her soul has been embalmed. Surely she could make her stand here, make her final dance resound... Show that she is not defeated, make this the place she kills the hound. As if her very thoughts have brought him, conjured from her fevered dreams... Beast makes his awful presence known, with daemon sounds and nightmare screams. She stands alone; tall and defiant, slowly she unsheaths her blade... Mind racing as she sets herself, relieved now...her decisions made. As if no distance seperates them, as if his sight were magnified... He sees the pulse within her throat, dark wishes he will satisfy. A coughing snarl escapes his lips, as he leaps to sate his hunger... Quick as thought he is upon her, he is fast but she is younger. He feels a burning deep inside him, as his teeth lock on her throat... The blood that fills his mouth is tasteless, all sensation seems remote. Thoughts of his master's retribution, fill his mind as he is dying... Last sound he hears upon this plane, the sound of gentle maiden crying. Pinned beneath the reeking carcass, her life-blood seeps into the earth... Gore-crows gather all about her, to feed on carnage she has birthed. Yet she is happy for she knows, it is her soul that she has saved... Mortal death a price worth paying, courageous souls are not enslaved. At the moment of her death, even as she draws her final breath... The goddess whispers in her ear, daughter...I will keep you near. © June, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved

DaveDoom51	May 31, 2008, 05:09 AM
	Have ya ever wondered what that Catholic Nun who works as a nurse in the hospital did for entertainment???? Well here is one I dredged out of the depths of my imagination...heheheh....I hope you enjoy the latest!! Black Onyx A time to hear and to obey... Commanding beauty she doth convey... Angel of mercy so dark and vicious--- Power abused...but the blood's delicious. Approaching the bed that just arrived.. She feels a stirring from deep inside. His wide eyes beg her for escape... From his pain...infernal plans taking shape. An injection to increase his hurting--- She licks his skin before inserting... A monstrous needle in his vein--- Time for her evil games again. Hell's half-sister of creation shines... Through rough vessels, at such times. Agony birthed so hot with-in him, No succor by this harlot...given. Chanting and awful acts conspire.... To bring about what she desires. Death and cold destruction reign... Soon only death's release remains. Laying naked upon the bed beside him... Her body alive, with wild...anticipation. Foul ritual now demands completion... A bath for her, in death's secretions. Adding spice to her deprivation... His agony fueling her desperation... She reaches blessed culmination... Better than pious masturbation. Groaning marks her soul's release... Imagined outrage of parish preists... Should they learn of secret rites.. Performed by her on duty nights! Adjusting garments, tying laces... Bathing him to remove all traces... Of her night's perverse attraction... Removing signs of her satisfaction. Soon...another she shall use... Another corpse she can abuse. © May, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved Lovingly dedicated to Dawn and Tashina....my two true "Angels of Mercy"...Thank You !! ~DaveDoom51

DaveDoom51	May 27, 2008, 02:52 PM
	Well, thankyou for putting up with my lack of communication......I think things have settled down a bit now so I hope to be here more In any event, here is one from my archives that I don't think you have seen !! (I have ignored my writing just recently as well !) Ingenue Shadow writhing in the mirror, intense eyes staring... Mirror in shards, fractured faces glaring... Imagination soaring, fragile reality in tatters... Things gone horribly wrong, escape is all that now matters. Arcane gestures performed, evil unknowingly seeded... Franticly seeking asylum, sanctuary desperately needed. Awful spawn of her conjuring, suddenly sitting beside her... She repeatedly screams, soul ripped out from inside her. Sudden quiet descends, marred only by panting... Hideous creature she birthed, quietly chanting... Forbidden, almost forgotten verses... Bathing in foul birthblood...capering, reciting Assyrian curses. Fell shadow now here, as young ingenue commanded... Her naive soul forfeit, as custom demanded... Evil grin spreading, across mal-formed features... Squirming soul eagerly devoured, the way of such creatures. Writhing and dancing this foul imp of destruction--- Now prostrate in obescience, he receives his instruction... Gleeful imaginings, soon to be dreadfully clear--- Fell imp thirsting for this mortal, ambrosial fear. Clad now in false beauty, traveling openly among us--- Foul urges hidden for now, his mission to urge us... To act with abandon, pursue beastial passion--- Demean us, leave us empty of human compassion. Cycle endlessly repeated...why won't we learn... Mankind hopelessly diseased...destined to burn. ©July, 2007 ~davedoom51 all rights reserved

BlackMetalJim	May 27, 2008, 04:41 AM
	Love you baby!!

unique	May 18, 2008, 07:50 AM
	FEEDINGTHEDESIRE.COMM

Corinne	May 15, 2008, 09:02 AM
	Thanks for the add

Horned-God	May 14, 2008, 03:26 PM

BlackMetalJim	May 14, 2008, 05:21 AM
	I love you!!!!

QueenOfTheDarkShadows	May 11, 2008, 10:15 AM
	Im good thank you! Although it is very hot over here at the moment. i am too pale and English for such tropical weather!!

DaveDoom51	May 11, 2008, 08:00 AM
	Heheheheheheeee....I do wish all the Mothers on Deep Realms a very happy "Mother's Day" !!! I know even they will admit that there is an occasional throw-back...That female who is more daemon than woman......so I just HAD to send this older poem to all my friends today! Thank you for your kind indulgence! Betrothal Dread daughter of chaos, no physical flaws--- Appearing deceptively docile, sharpening ebony claws. Luxurious preparation, bathing in young-maidens' blood--- Stretching supernatural sinew, rejoicing in the flood... Of despicable emotions, accompanying odors as well--- Infernal mission paramount, engraved invitation to hell. Deceiving humanity, true image never displayed--- Carefully choosing her raiment, for tonight's masquerade. Plans nearing fruition, letting her mind rush ahead--- Ceremony this evening, celebrating the soon-to-be dead. Monstrous teeth peeking, through succulent lips--- Debauched images overwhelm her, as her disguise briefly slips. Deep carnal moaning, down low in her throat--- This corpse-bride is anxious, chance of escape is remote. Foolish priest murmurs, beloved standing beside her--- Later stealing his soul, as he thrusts desperately inside her. Abandoning her musings, regaining total composure--- Musn't allow her excitement, to result in exposure. Impatiently waiting, for her bride's entourage--- Planning to wear her groom's heart, as a bloody corsage. © February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved

DaveDoom51	May 11, 2008, 04:25 AM
	My weekend has been rewarding and a bit hectic, Elle....Thanks for your kind words...here is an older one Desperation Swirling cloud of desperation, sweeps across her soul--- This awful lonliness, such desolation...too awful to behold. Never in her reckoning, not once in all these years--- Has truth been so unkind to her, she sheds another bitter tear. Daughter of such perfect darkness, using others' fears--- Existing on the fringes, broken hearts...her souveniers. Who is this pagan stranger, allowed access to her world--- A cunning beast inside of her, cruel daemon from the nether-world? Looking in the mirror, is that a blemish she discerns--- Another fucking disappointment, to add to her concerns? Groaning from across the room, interrupts such ruminations--- Sounds as if he's stirring there, aware now...of her desperation. That strutting bytch aggravated her, grated on her nerves--- He will watch that bytch's suffering, no less than he deserves. Rueful smile parts her lips, craving carnal satisfaction--- Retribution gained this night, will end that bytch's...two-faced actions. Weeping from the corner, excites her rising passion--- Pathetic bytch cowers on the floor, begging for...her kind compassion. She glances at the pair of them, what did they think she'd do--- "Am I someone to trifle with, someone to be abused?" Squatting down beside the bytch, making sure that he can see--- She displays the razor in her hand...her desire now set free. Screaming echoes in her ears, as she sets about her chore--- Deftly she removes the nose, she just can't stand this whore! Rising slowly she turns to him, showing him her prize--- "Will you still desire her, find pleasure 'tween her parted thighs?" As she leaves, she glances backwards...at her mother's other daughter... Bleeding freely, that awful wound...now sure her sister won't defy her. © March, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved /center

Horned-God	May 10, 2008, 11:15 PM
	haha oh yeah, I knew that you'll love beef.lol. my weekend is great to much fun and full of energy, running in me. my hands are shaky though. with all this excitements hope your weekend is going fine for you.

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