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About Me

I come from a land wher the sun is a pale yellow, and the skies are a dark midnight black... Where the stars shine brightly and the fog covers the ground thickly... where one never knows where the cliffs lie and when one might plummit to their death... and one never cares. In my world the houses are lit with a dark light from unknown sources and the hearths burn with emerald green flames. I am from a dark place... a place of eternal night and dark blessings from dark Gods. Where Magick is a daily task and no hardship but an enjoyment. I am from a dark place... a place of eternal night and dark blessings from dark Gods. Where Magick is a daily task and no hardship but an enjoyment. for their underworld is our home. Our eternal darkness is our salvation from lies and hate, but the pain of the truth is better for us than the future pain of comforting lies broken into a million shards of long, sharp, white plastic. Our world is the darkness... there we live... there we stay... and there we will never leave even if we could. Our world is the darkness... there we live... there we stay... But I would not wish to give up my dark world, not for love nor hate, not for anything one could offer... for this is my world, my home, my life, and my choise.Welcome to Hell: Population 1 ... for everyone is alone in their own private Hells.We are all alone in our own private hells... no one to understand or know the feelings of our lifes pains and torments... But some may get close... only to become another needle in the popet that is us.Pain... Doesn't hurt. You don't feel pain the body feels pain. Pain is all we have to survive and keeps reminding us that we do infact live. But my pain is gone... I can not feel it anymore... Am I therefore dead? Yes... dead and breathing, but still dead... for I do not live eventhough I am alive.The world is full of shit... either accept it, change what you can ignoring the rest and move on, or die in the tears of blood you shead for all the pain you see.Once you look into the Blackness of the Abyss and find that the Abyss also stares into you there is no going back... the darkness will be with you forever more and shall neaver leave your soul... You can turn off the light... but you can never turn out the darkness.Everyone in the dark has a wildness within, a beast clawing to get out... some only need to look for it.Look into the night and there you will find a light... be it the light of salvation or be it the eyes of the beast... but the beast can save you too if you are worth being saved... I have such worth... do you?We all are guilty... there is no innocence... Innocence is an illusion of what we hope to be... reality is that no one is innocent... everyone bleeds..Self pitty... how pathetic... I'll tell you my life story and you can feel sorry for me for awhile cause I am sure your life is rosey comparitively... Shit happens... Live with it and accept it and always find the way out to a better place... or die inside and breath but don't live... Maybe the choises and options you have won't lead to the best places, but they will take you somewhere other than where you are... it can get worse... and when it does then it can get better and when it does it can get worse... etc... that is the way of the world... Live it and get over it or die in your own self pitty... It hurts now but it won't always... Somethings leave scars... but those scars define us... and as many millions as I have... I wouldn't give one up for anything... cause they make up me. I don't always like me...But at least I am me and no one else and I wouldn't want it any other way.I have died more times than I can count and been brought back more than I can count... but always I continue to breath... I guess that is what makes a goth a goth... It is all another day... Another trial... Move on or rot.I have died... several times... I keep coming back... I must be a masochist I think?there is no answers... no keys... just hate and pain... the world is already dead... it just hasn't realized this yet and laid down to rot.We all are guilty... there is no innocence... Innocence is an illusion of what we hope to be... reality is that no one is innocent... everyone bleeds...Life is killing me... won't you come and live in my death for awhile... and there perhaps find your own salvation... or perhaps you will die with me... and we can rot together in an endless Nocturnal Dance of the Dead?

My Interests

TaTTooInG, PoEmS

Music

Evanesance, Distubed, Benny benassi, D-Devils, Enya, Loreena Mckennit, System of a Down, CRADLE OF FILTH, Savage Garden, Good Charlotte

Movies

BrAm StOkeRs DrAcUlA, InTeRvIEw WiTh a VaMpIrE, QuEeN Of ThE DaMnEd, UnDeRwOrLd, GoThIcA

Television

La InK, GhOsT WhIsPeR, DeAl Or No DeAl

Books

AnnE RiCe