Chastity

It is all seven,
the embodyment of one,
It walks the path of virtue,
With Sin entwined between its fingers,
Clutching vice by the collar,
Its fetid beauty will be the void,
Cardinal revenge,Carnage.
It will destroy,
Wilting the garden of the immortals,
It is aesthetic death,
exuding dread and desire
corruption is the creed of the mortal world,
it feeds. Oh! it feeds.
the bleeding bass,
a savage tune in its heart,
its gentle carress,
for the souls acedia,
Indulge the beast,
with the illusion of innocence,
the wrathfull laughter from above,
Ironic bliss,
its love is the bloody foam of lasciviousness.
she is chastity.

My Ambrosia

Steep the seeds,

In to the chalice of Babylon,

Ablate the sun,

Creeping azure's of the after glow,

It dwells.

FOREVER!

Scented with your down pour,

Your down fall,

Exhalation of charm,

concupiscence of the Lazarus vapor,

Evaporating in the rumble,

Slur on these lips,

The nectar of the gods,

The nexus of life

Caresses

Love the multifold abyss.

comes to claim thy soul.

brave warrior!

Embrace thee destiny!

Thy art the chalice of creed,

bosoms of the heavens await thee.

reach for the abysmal and thee shall receive.

Dance to thee sorrow to thee pain.

curses are as far as the mind permits.

flesh is the ultimate god head.

Embrace the 5 stared lust for the material.

Make love to the womb of Dionysious and the pleasure of eros

A little piece of motivation

"He sensed in him his opposite, his complement; He would have liked to adopt, lead, enlighten, strengthen and bring him to bloom" - Hesse (1930), Narziss und Goldmund

It is in the joy of bringing an individual to come into being. To witness this is remarkable. It is from your own individualism, knowledge and passion that you scaffold the individual in question. To guide and not to command, allowing them to plan, construct and apply. Provide them with the foundations of being. A life that is worth living is a life that takes in experiences, indulges in the self-betterment and is not afraid of expressing and sharing with the world what they have learned. That sharing is an accomplishment. The problem is, what happens to an individual when all they have known, their mentor and compliment is taken away or removed from their lives abruptly. It is in my opinion that the individual must reach into themselves and apply all the foundations they have to proceed with the taking in of knowledge and life. As Crowley once said "Do what thou wilt, shall be the whole of the law".This eternal quest must not be abandoned and one must strive to keep at it no matter how incomplete or lost, one feels with out the guiding hand of a mentor. This loss and coping with it, allows the individual to come into being, again. It is in true will and perseverance that the mentor that they still seek for will return to them, either within themselves, the physical return of the mentor or in things/objects, inspirations and muses. In realizing all of this i find solace in my true will, in my desire for knowledge, in my respective duties to my purpose.

"Love is the law, Love under will" - Crowley, The Book of Law.

93

SPEAK!

I have issues blogging.I mean really, whats the point? Part of me says its whoring literature. Then you have the more contemporary style of blogging with pictures and digital art..stuff like that. Are people so desperate to get what their thinking out there? Are your voices that suppressed or are you using your voice? Personally, its a bit of both. Not much of anything i can say out loud in the general public with out a mob with pitchforks and Blackberry's running after me. Things in text have a way of diluting or hiding expressions and tones of voices..crap like that, when dealing with people in the flesh. Being able to blog also makes it easier to just write as you wish, with out the formalities of an article or book. Even though its already been done (writing with out formalities and with out censorship) - Catcher in the rye by Salinger (1951). I don't have much interest in ranting about pointless issues but thats also one of the perks about blogging, you get to rant about..EVERYTHING. Half the stuff is just garbage but with so much oppression going on, it seems to be one of the many ways that people have come to express themselves and to get attention.Its all about the attention. For instance, take a diary/journal its become a widely accepted fact that a personal diary is private.You write things in it, intimate things, angry things, happy things and all sorts of crap..even doodle.The only down side to that is that its raw and the main point of a diary is to keep it secret ( in most cases- pity Anne Frank). So we blog, we edit, we omit and we tell half-truths or we tell the full truth covered in cryptic code or we change names. In that, I suppose blogging falls in the middle ground.It is truly a gray area. It doesn't go to the extremes of blatant rawness of a diary and it doesn't need to abide by the formalities of a publication (article. books. etc. etc.).

What i hope people get from it, is the capability to really say what they mean. You cannot put a price on expression but too much dilutes the whole point and frankly, its already diluted.Its been traded off like a 5 dollar whore and we continue to search to be able to do something more. Ive got news for ya, theres nothing that you can do that hasn't already been done. Yes, i am a pessimist. I also look pretty hypocritical at this point, blogging and bitching about blogging. I will have to justify that by saying, i write for myself in the form of which i feel most comfortable writing in. I like to discuss matters, study them and experience them. I only do what i do to inspire others to be of themselves for themselves. Fuck the rest of them. And in doing that i believe you make art. Being able to express relevant stuff with out turning in to a PMS-ing 12 year old, in order to inspire and create more. I realize I mentioned that it would become diluted. Well, it only gets that way when you don't put yourself into it.Ill bet, that theres already someone thats said what i have to say now but because I've put myself into this piece and all my other works of art. It becomes apart of me.I become more of an individual every time i do. Stop fighting imaginary wars. You either create or participate in a war for a cause or reach for peace within yourself.

To conclude, if your doing something to improve yourself and to help others become more or to even become something they weren't in the past then anything you will ever do will be worth while.