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Goddesss
01:24 May 31 2006
Times Read: 577






Crimson droplets pat up on silken pillow case, red on red makes for deeper burgundy.

Black and white feather lay like corpses on the battle field.

Devine and Damned twisted bodies grey in her moon lit gaze.

“Heaven be pale in comparison to her love”

“Hell hath no fury like that of a woman scorned”

The color fire frozen in time in the form of petals of the rose about the coffin of her rest.



Passion calls her Mistress, Pain hails her as conqueror, Life embraces her as sister, and Death concedes her rule.

Phantom night bare whiteness to her glory, Zealot day burn in rage for her absence.

Know that which you desire is not for one to be had by her will.

Pay homage for in her good graces is one who is blessed.

Presence, power, poetry in motion is only few words that can be spoken in respect to her divinity.

The Guardian
21:33 May 28 2006
Times Read: 587

"You see me now, a veteran of thousand psychic wars.”



Great battles between one against all in worlds of minds rages on with in me.

I serve to live, I live to control, I control to protect, I protect for Duty compels me.

Ife is sacred, the Great Grandfather, Grandmother that we inhabit, the four winds and all my relations speak to me.

Borne from death, before time had meaning, our tribe prayed for a guardian to protect them those who would harm them.

My love for them had no boundaries, during my transformation the Great Spirit charged me to answer their plea.

Neither nomad nor spirit I am.



Understand me fully for I have heard their words, It is my will that I am the horror of our enemies.

My reverence for the spirits, those who remain of my tribe, and those tribes I chose to ally with bids me to take their will from those who wish us harm.



“I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of limbo roar”



Through out the ages I have met creatures like me but not as me.

Much has blood been spilled in the name of might, god, or truth.

Minds have been destroyed, lives crippled, hearts shattered, souls drank of those who challenge the spirits purposes.



“And I'm young enough to look at, and far too old to see

All the scars are on the inside”



Each death takes a part of me as I take my enemies power.

My form seldom changing, the source mirrors the constipations, experiences continue to age me.

Woe is to those who attempt to cleanse this beast. My power vested in me by that which created me.



“I'm not sure that there's anything left of me”



Conflict is constant, change is inevitable, and my force is as it should be.

My path, I take by my will, on which we will meet briefly.

“Friend or Foe” ; man, beast, being, or spirit in time we will be of one.

Humanity I honor, True Life I concede its due respect, but to be a true ‘Human Being’ again is my destination.





Quotes " " from the lyrics by Blue Oyster Cult. All rights reserved.