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Always.... Forever... Never.
03:36 Sep 15 2009
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There is no such thing as perfect love. I keep telling myself that again and again. Their is no such thing as perfect love.



I am being swayed though.



Because even if their is no perfect love, their is sure as hell love that is all too right... love that fits in just the right places... love that actually makes you strive to be better, to be worthy, to be more.



There is love that is almost a spiritual exercise... love that makes two people more than two people... love that has moments that touches the dark divine.



Their is love that blurs what is possible and what is not... love that turns the impossible inside out.



I have such a love. I cannot say that I earned it, or that I deserve it in anyway. I recognize it though... I understand that this love is bigger that simply me and him... it is tinted with our past lives, darkness, and the promise of a beautiful future.



He smooths my rough edges... And I unruffled his feathers.



He understands the darkness in me... and I am unafraid of the Pitch that flows through him.



We are each the others muse sometimes... and sometimes, just a blank wall to bounce ideas off of.



We complement each-other so very well... almost too well sometimes :)



But their is no such thing as perfect love... Just love that feels perfect perhaps?

As of right now...
01:18 Sep 14 2009
Times Read: 670

I am rated 9.69.



*Smirk*



How.... Appropriate :)



~A~

For those... who may not know me.
15:56 Sep 12 2009
Times Read: 678

So, you want to know me egh?



I am the Poet Amorella Moon... AKA Alenia here on the rave.... known here and there as "The Murder Poet", "That Crazy Chick" or, less often, "Mandy".



I am known to blog poetry bathed in blood, snips of insanity, and complete silliness from time to time. There is no pretense here... what you see is what you get... excepting those things that no one ever sees. And their are plenty of those :)



I have a thing for putting myself in the middle of a bunch of highly creative people. Musicians, artists, writers... I will poke and prod you, throw ideas to you, off of you, challenge you, feed you, and sometimes, feed upon you. See... that's what creative people should do... feed each other and our art.



That's my calling.



Darkness... ah my sweet, sweet darkness. My world view is a tad skewed you see. Where most see pain and hurt, I find beauty and longing... and make no mistake, beauty and longing are why I am here on this earth. I am completely unafraid of the darkness that dwells with me. I have a habit of seducing the darkness in others. I see your monsters... and I want them for my own.



The daylight is not my friend... put me outside under the stars and the moon, within Nyx's ebon embrace... and that is when I come alive.



My time online is short most of the time... I am a very busy lady. If you decide you want to talk... make it something worth talking about. Engage my imagination... at your

own risk of course.



*grin*

Would you know me? Would you know yourself?
05:49 Sep 12 2009
Times Read: 680






You know... I use to think I wanted to be truly owned by someone. I spent years looking for someone who could handle all the beasts inside my head and heart, and not turn away.



I was afraid of owning myself to be honest.



To own all of ones self is not the easiest thing to do in this world... their is any number of excuses, drugs, and ways of sidestepping responsibility for yourself. Hell, our very culture rides on the notion that nothing is really *your* fault. Reject that notion, and you will find yourself firmly outside of the societal norm.



I try to see myself more honestly than most... I know my every flaw and weakness. I know my every imperfection... and I am most familiar with my bloodthirsty monsters, my violent beasts, and my pain-loving inner succubus. Nothing will ever sooth them... and when it suits me, I unleash the lot of them, and let them have their way.



I am more beautiful then than I am any other way.



That says a lot.



Eternity has danced before me my entire life... Dark-winged Death has stood beside me too many times to leave me untouched by the netherworld, and all that comes after this flesh rots away.



When I stand before these dark gods after Death takes me, and they ask me who I am, I will have an answer unlike most.



I am the Poet Amorella Moon. I have traveled the dark wasteland of Eternity to touch Love and Death... I have brought my darkness to light... I have loved deeper than ever allowed.... and I will seek flesh again and again, this spirit spanning the lifetimes of worlds. I know who I am... I know my place in the never-ending spiral of destruction and creation.



I wish you all to find yourselves as I have... I wish you the strength to fight to become the beings you deserve to be.



It is not an easy road... it is not a pretty road... and it is not a safe road. But it holds its treasures :)

Yea... about your "Salvation"
05:47 Sep 12 2009
Times Read: 681




I'm seething... I'm uncontainable... I'm about to rip out of my skin and consume the earth itself.





At least, that's how it feels.





I swear I can feel the earth tilt, feel summers long days dying and decaying.

I love this time of year. It is when I come alive, when I can feel the dance of death seducing the light. That ebb is what fuels so much of me... stains my art and my world.



I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. Thinking about the course of the spirit, the path of the soul as it were. I managed a bit of a personal revelation as to why I'm such a damn stranger to most spiritual people.



Most souls are on a crash course for destruction... "transcendence" some call it... "Salvation" others swear by... Both snub out the possibility of living... both assume that living is vile and hard, and something that should be ended one way or another.



I find that... very untrue. Living is dirty, hard business... their is pain and suffering and loneliness and madness and hurt. But their is such beauty in the art of living as well... no matter the colors one uses to paint their existence.



I know that my Soul... my deep Spirit... is not seeking transcendence, or salvation, or eternal anything. A part of me has seen the birth of this world... and it will see this world end too. It has seen the life and death of many worlds though... but it has never wanted to stop experiencing Life.



So there it is... my dark, unrepentant soul will never know your salvation or your transcendence... I will never mix up with the universal energy (Or God) and end the process of rebirth.



I am not made for that.



I am made to dance through existence until their is no more existence to be my dance floor. I am here to taste life... to know everything I can ever know... to feel everything I can ever feel... to BE.