I write. As often as possible. I feel naked without a pen and pad of paper somewhere on my person. A novel is currently in the works... maybe two.
I also tend to be a bit of a bibliophile. A great afternoon for me is an afternoon wandering through a good used/new book store, scouring the racks for hidden treasures. I adore the soul which resonates from a masterful, old hardcover book.
I love the arts and you can often find me wandering around my favorite galleries enjoying everything from the disturbing and profane to the serene and splendid. Theatre and live music are also special treats for me, and I will likely take advantage of any opportunity to visit a good production of the performing arts.
I am avidly interested in mythologies from a variety of ancient cultures, from Egypt to Greece and Norway. These mythologies and religions have a significant impact upon many of my writings and other creations.
The darkness has always awed and fascinated me. Those great, enigmatic and terrible things that watch from the shadows also force the most profound transformations.
I was born under a Libra sun sign and have a Taurus ascendant. I have Enneagram type 8 and tested as an INFJ on the Meyers-Briggs personality typing profile.
You are welcome to contact me privately if you would like to know anything more about me. My Yahoo screen name is: contessa_rhianna.
If you are a Temple member and wish to add me to your friends list and you speak regularly on the board, please send me a message if your name here is different than your name on the message board so I can have some idea who you are when I receive the request. If you are someone I am not acquainted with, I would appreciate a short message letting me know why you would like me to add you to my list as well. Thanks! ^_^
I am a Vampire.
I am a loyal member of the Temple of the Vampire.
I aspire to be worthy in the eyes of the Undead Gods Who rule the Temple.
They expect me to not advocate or involve myself with crime or physical blood drinking.
They view blood drinkers as self-deluded at best and mentally unbalanced at worst.
Crime is commonly associated with such practices and is therefore rejected by Them.
They view crime as a confession of personal weakness.
They view mere “energy†drinkers as incomplete.
True Vampirism requires the completion of the Lifeforce Circuit with the Undead Gods.
Anything less is meaningless and ephemeral in its value.
The Temple is unique.
This is the only true Vampire religion in the world.
The Temple of the Vampire remains the only authorized public access to this religion.
www.vampiretemple.com is the only authorized Temple internet connection.
The Temple does not recognize any other person or organization claiming to be Vampire.
Do not be fooled.
Copyright © 2007 Temple of the Vampire
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Some news of a personal nature...
I am working on a tarot deck which I will hopefully be publishing within the next year or so (at this rate, it will be done by the end of the summer!). Below are samples of the cards I have created thus far. If you're interested, please let me know. A wide base of interest will help me know whether I should publish them or just keep them for myself.
Please write me at [email protected] to be put on the mailing list.
Also, some topical literature for everyone... one of my favorites.
Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
