Lover of life...
Dreamwalker...
Wine of popes and paupers...
Succubus
You tossed all your silver like dice on the stage;
But I saw bright gold in your eyes.
You wore your silk cape with a nobleman's air,
And told me such beautiful lies.
I laughed at your wit and your sweet, winsome ways --
I let you be what you desired.
A thousand young fellows like you I have known --
A thousand young strangers inspired.
I watched as the gold in your eyes melted down
With ev'ry long draught of fine ale;
All drunken and smiling, you soon fell asleep
To walk in the dream of your tale.
You moved not a muscle; I softly approached;
Our lips met, and I felt your breath --
So warm and inviting -- so full of your life --
So easily taken in death.
But death was still far in the future for you --
I deal not in ashes and dust;
I left you in pleasure, still wrapped in your dream --
My raging thirst slaked with your lust.
~~ Copyrighted.
The following story of a succubus was told by Walter Mapes in his De Nugis Curialium (Courtier's Trifles, approx. 1185) about Gerbert of Aurillac, who became Pope Sylvester II (999-1003). As a young man, Gerbert fell in love with the daughter of the Provost of Rheims. She rejected him, and he despaired. One day he met a beautiful woman named Meridiana who offered him sex, magical knowledge, and money if he would only stay faithful to her. Agreeing, he prospered rapidly, and became Archbishop of Rheims, Cardinal, Archbishop of Ravenna, and ultimately Pope. All the while, he kept Meridiana secret, and she even forgave him when the Provost's daughter found him inebriated and seduced him one day. Finally, Meridiana prophesied that Gerbert would die as he celebrated mass in Jerusalem, which turned out to be in a nearby church which possessed an alleged piece of the Cross. Realizing he was about to die, Gerbert made a public confession of his sins and died repentant. Mapes also noted that Gerbert's tomb in the Lateran sweats copiously before the death of a Pope. It is from this legend, (take from numerous online sources), that I take my handle for this site -- although I make no secret of my Dayside identity.
My interests are eclectic, but I am a student of history, folklore, legend, mythology, and beautiful literature. My two greatest writing influences have been Poe and Yeats -- fine poets well-remembered. My musical tastes are as eclectic as everything else about me; I appreciate music from the baroque and classical periods (Bach, Beethoven, Vivaldi, Mozart, Schubert, and so many more), Irish and Scottish ballads (The Irish Rovers, The Golden Bough, The Corries, and others), and such modern minstrels as Inkubus Sukkubus, Metallica, Alice Cooper and The Bloodhound Gang. I read. I write. I study. I explore....
Favorite Quotes
"Catastrophe teaches us humility, compassion, courage, and perseverance. Beyond that, it's an absolute bother and I have no use for it." ~~ David Farland
"I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies...."
~~Green Day
"They will tell you you can't sleep alone in a strange place
Then they tell you can't sleep with somebody else.
Oh, but sooner or later you'll sleep in your own space
Either way it's okay, you wake up with yourself."
~~ Billy Joel
"Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand...." ~~ Metallica
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