Those willing to die for their ideals are cowards. Anyone willing to speak out about their ideals are loudmouths. Those willing to live their beliefs are heroes.
darkness is not evil, nor good, just the absence of light to show a way. light guides you through the world in it's own image. Instead, follow your own path in darkness. Stumbling is a part of life, so fear not failure, fear those who will prey apon it.
I am the daemon kelzad.
I am a student of art... in the most vague sence... trying constantly to tie together all aspects of the universe... math into music, history into physics, language into art, and then the more complicated ideas..... I embrace perception, and gain through random thought.
Within me, I have both extremes: The perfect inner peace, and an eternal contradiction.
-yup that's my personallity in a nutshell.....
voices, voices, voices. Demanding, commanding. voices, voices, voices. speaking words I cant hear, showing me everything I fear. voices, voices, voices. The shinny blade, that just wont fade. voices, voices, voices. obediance demanded, orders commanded. voices in my head, telling me "go be dead." voices, voices:
The gates open, a shallow creak
entrance granted into dark.
to the doors, mason pavement
overgrown in deceptive beauty.
Banished from sun
to windowless extravagance
final glimpse of old
then into the castle, onto solitude
Captivity in desires fulfilled
palisades disquise hollow joy
slowly, visions of past recede
reality turns to dust
dreams become perverse thoughts
sadistic pleasures come to fruition
internal pain brought physicality
mental scars mutilate the flesh
sanity flows away in shed blood
twisted wishes transform the world
trapped behind prison walls
built by every of the
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