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Question: Dark Prince lives!. LOL How is this!.!?
"nihil verum nisi mors"
translation, "the only truth is the finality of death"
Through blaze orange skies,
endless springtime chills!.
I really can't just hide inside,
my broken, shattered mind!.
Children of the empty cross,
the fear the wrath of angels!.
The sun, the moon, play vicious games,
watch them bleed then watch them die!.
Life, it starts to fade away,
the moment you are born!.
not afraid, no more fear,
No more boring pain!.
A bloodred light, black horizin,
you will die!.!.!.I'll live again!.
Seven seals all been broke,
Seven angels in hatred crawl!.
Am i a devil, in your eyes,
my face lost in your eyes!.
Now you are gone for good,
from the stars til the darkest night!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
Hi DP! Cogito ergo sum
You do not want to hear what I have to say!.
You are a genius with words and a natural poet!. One thing you're missing, but life is a process, and that is this!. You are totally focused on yourself, your problems, your poetry, your world!. A lot of people believe that once you have dealt with your own problems, and worked most of them out, you can take the next step and try to reach out to others!. Right now, you're doing all the talking!. You ask for answers to your questions, but you, at least on the surface, appear unchanged!. I do not believe you want constructive criticism!. You want affirmation of your worth as an individual, and I don't blame you for this: I need it too!. I'm guilty! But look at yourself: indulging once again in yourself in your self-pity and raging at life and raging at the world, as Wm!. Faulkner wrote,
"Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death!. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing!."
If this is all you're capable of right now, then I commend you, I praise you, you are a hero to me, because you are a fighter, and this is how far you've gotten!.
But you are capable of so much more!. But you are in so much pain that you can't think of much else!. But like I told you - I've been there, done that - 3 mental hospitals, 15 doctors, 30 different medications - lithium - dalmane - prozac - you name it - I took it - 22 years - a divorce - bankruptcy - $100,000 in medical bills - unable to hold down a job - unable to work - attempted suicide multiple times - almost succeeded!. You're not the only one dealing with pain!. But you are, nevertheless, totally immersed in yourself!. And this is normal and OK!. You are OK with me!. I like you; I commend you, more!. I call you a friend!.
You are not the only one in pain, but I cannot objectively measure or quantify the subjective reality of pain, so I cannot judge you!. Yet, you are immersed in the cocoon of your own pain!. If you ever can see outside of it, you will realize the meaning of your life will only be found when you realize that other people are in pain too, and you are not the center of the universe, merely one person of many millions and billions in pain!.
Reach out, my friend, reach out!. This is your answer; this is your escape!. But you don't want to!. You are addicted to the morphine of your self-pity, grand-standing before all the world, and acting the child, the fool, Faulkner's "idiot"!.
You are none of these things!! But "Fool me once, shame on you!. Fool me twice, shame on me!." You have been warned!. Now the ball is in your court!. I love you, my friend!. I love you very much!. You are my star child!.
star child
so far away alone
standing on the edge of the universe
you can't be reached
you can't be played
you can’t be preached
you've traveled so far
you are the only one
you think
the earth lies in wait
your virgin touch
your imagination and faith to burst forth
soon you will emerge
from the cocoon of your pain
alone inside, you will find the way
if you can
and you can
only if you will
my prayer is not for you
though i love you
my prayer is for
the idea of you
who you alone were meant to be
you are one of us forever
come, come near
one of the holy ever dear
you are the lost unknown and unimagined
as of yet
find peace
in a still moment passing
and the universe will dare you
though it has scared you
in your secret/ secret now untied
tell your story star child
you will not happen again
and i love you as you never know
and i pray for you
to pray for me once too
for how do you think it is
i know you so!?
i too was once
star childWww@QuestionHome@Com
Hi there
This poem unfortunately has a real sense of hopelessness about it!.
When I read it I feel despair for the Author!.
When I read it I feel sad, sad that there is no hope for those that die with out faith and belief!.
Is there happiness in knowing that you will live again!.
Is there Happiness knowing the seven seals are being broken!.
Is there happiness knowing that there are so many who do not know and understand about the seven seals, and living again!.
No only a sense of hopelessness
Maybe you could give us one that is a bit more uplifting next time round!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Thanks!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.
!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Cheers!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
ok the poem is just ok to me as far as the dark arts lmao ok jeez no wonder i stopped commenting on these things!. And countess Bathory your true love a sick serial killer from like the 1800's who thought bathing in the blood of virgins would keep her looking young you really think she died too young!? They sealed her up in a tower in her home because she had issues
I'm sorry but curses do not workWww@QuestionHome@Com
Interesting but I have heard that before somewhere!?
An album cover maybe!?
This should depress me and weird me out, but it only means something to those who feel it, yes!?
For I do not feel anything from this as it lacks something!? Did that something just crawl away and die!? And was it left to fester into shallow stagnate pits of pityness!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
OK, but its a bit puny for a spell isn't darlingk!?
I have been cursed by far much worse than this!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Don't know why!.!.!. It made me think of this: http://bernardcornwell!.net/index!.cfm!?pag!.!.!.
Happy whatever it is you do!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
For some reason this sounds very much like you have just cast a spell on someone!.
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OK! :)Www@QuestionHome@Com