Life:
Where green eyes and wildfire hearts drown in a sea of glittering black hair, swung from the head like a trophy of some long ago panther hunt; when Rasputin's voice quavers and the holy triad sinks into the ignomity of oblivion; while New Zealand ghosts wait for redemption and retribution; who sat and cried in the dark of an oaken woods among scattered weeds and a small roadsign that says:
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I wonder how many people who have those "Ally" pink triangles really are "allies." I mean, its like people in Alabama saying they're not prejudiced, but if you drop a black person into their Suburbia, they flip out and lynch him. The world seems like a pretty hypocritical place sometimes. And yes, I know I'm just beating a rotting corpse of a horse that's been beaten to death. Sorry. Just sort of realizing that now.
I got back from tutoring this kid today and I went and set up a nice toasty fire with some hot chocolate and my history book, and I was all snug and comfy and the world was good. Then my dad walked in the door, told me to "put the fucking chair back, that's not where it belongs," and then had me clean the kitchen, and the world was bad. So now I'm sitting, as usual, in my room, being totally emo and listening to extremely loud music because I'm extremely pissed off.
I will bring you to life. I will make you out of pain and despair and passion, and you will be my one, my only. You will be red as the summer blood, green as the rot on a piece of bread, and black as the darkest rage. You will be yellow as dead daisies and blue as asphyxiation. And I will love you with all the darkest passion and lust of a thousand plagues, with all the fury of avenging demons.
You will be clear as diamond and iridescent as the night sky. You will be as beautiful as a monarch and as pure as the snow falling around me. I will shape you with understanding and with care, with temperance and with love. My blood will be yours, my life will be yours, my soul will be yours.
You are my beautiful contrasted one, my creation. You are mine but I am really yours, and I always have been. Because the truth shall set me free...
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I wonder how many people who have those "Ally" pink triangles really are "allies." I mean, its like people in Alabama saying they're not prejudiced, but if you drop a black person into their Suburbia, they flip out and lynch him. The world seems like a pretty hypocritical place sometimes. And yes, I know I'm just beating a rotting corpse of a horse that's been beaten to death. Sorry. Just sort of realizing that now.
I got back from tutoring this kid today and I went and set up a nice toasty fire with some hot chocolate and my history book, and I was all snug and comfy and the world was good. Then my dad walked in the door, told me to "put the fucking chair back, that's not where it belongs," and then had me clean the kitchen, and the world was bad. So now I'm sitting, as usual, in my room, being totally emo and listening to extremely loud music because I'm extremely pissed off.
I will bring you to life. I will make you out of pain and despair and passion, and you will be my one, my only. You will be red as the summer blood, green as the rot on a piece of bread, and black as the darkest rage. You will be yellow as dead daisies and blue as asphyxiation. And I will love you with all the darkest passion and lust of a thousand plagues, with all the fury of avenging demons.
You will be clear as diamond and iridescent as the night sky. You will be as beautiful as a monarch and as pure as the snow falling around me. I will shape you with understanding and with care, with temperance and with love. My blood will be yours, my life will be yours, my soul will be yours.
You are my beautiful contrasted one, my creation. You are mine but I am really yours, and I always have been. Because the truth shall set me free...
posted by Aermethys at 7:08 PM
2 Comments:
*sigh* Prejudice is should be added to that saying "Two things in life are certain: Death and taxes." It should be "Three things in life are certain: Death, taxes and the knowledge that someone, somewhere, hates you."
I'm really glad you liked the quotes. They're actually my own creation. I'm very proud of the last one, I think it is particularly romantic, especially for me. I don't do a lot of romantic stuff and when I do it usually turns out like that: dark, slightly corrupted, and bitter. It seems to me that modern romance and what passes for romanticism in high school especially is very sarcastic and shallow, and I think that there is far more of the darker side of our sexual being in us than we care to admit. That is generally what I was trying to capture in this epithet.
But yeah... twisted and crazy writing takes a twisted and crazy fellow to appreciate. I was worried when I put that in that people would see it and be like "Hmmmm... this guy is either psychotic [which I'm not, yet] or mentally ill..."
Which would be sad. So I'm all the more glad you liked them :)
Thank you.
"The only thing you have to do in life is die..."
That is a morbid yet fascinating thought. It's dark, at first glance, but in truth its sort of inspirational- your life is entirely in your hands. You don't have to do anything. Very interesting indeed...
lol. Now I'm going to sit and muse upon this for extended periods of time instead of doing homework. :-D
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