Epoch of the Painter |
I've driven myself back into a hermit. My hands ache. I paint what flows like tendrils from the center of my forehead. Wisps from dreams that I can't describe; details so vivid that I cannot put them ...
Posted by The Ritualist on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 02:09:00 PST |
The Revolution Has Begun! |
With the recent publication of The Lolita Bible in english from our beloved Tokyopop and the spring 2008 Moschino Collection featured at Saks Fifth Avenue in NYC, I can't help but feel that Loli fashi...
Posted by The Ritualist on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 10:23:00 PST |
Cemeteri <3’s Cosmo |
I guess I have to mention 10 random things about myself seeing as how Alexx tagged no one and I don’t want him to feel friendless.
1. I haven’t posted a blog in months because I’ve b...
Posted by The Ritualist on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 01:43:00 PST |
Significant, Emaculate, Contrition. |
I've come to accept that the universe is an exponential theif.
It takes things from me that I hold near and dear
and scatters them like smoke in the wind;
I cannot hold hands which are not my own.
If ...
Posted by The Ritualist on Mon, 25 Feb 2008 11:32:00 PST |
Awe inspiring. |
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.Yes we can.It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.Yes we can.It was...
Posted by The Ritualist on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 04:39:00 PST |
Wish |
Mabataki ga kaze wo yobuHohoemi ga zawameki wo keshisaruAnata no me ni sumu tenshi ga sasayakuSubete ga ima hajimaru to
Can you feel it nowCan you feel it nowNami ni nomi komareta you niPulling on my ...
Posted by The Ritualist on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 12:03:00 PST |
Pandemonium Incarnate. |
There is no fairy tale.
There isn't a happy ending to this story.
I'd love to rub you off the face of the earth
Like a smudge on my well-polished boot.
It's not anger;
It's divine wrath coming at you ...
Posted by The Ritualist on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 02:51:00 PST |
Separation Anxiety |
The water on the lake glimmered in the foggy, damp, Michigan sunrise. Summer dragonflies flittered along sea-reeds that had detached themselves from their parent plant to float aimlessly on the g...
Posted by The Ritualist on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 12:08:00 PST |
Manifestation |
So here I am at 4:30 am. I could be sleeping. (Would be if I could initially.) I can't seem to relax. I've had this horrific migraine all day and even though it abated, I feel that it is to blame for ...
Posted by The Ritualist on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:50:00 PST |
The Tumble |
Just a crazy dream I feel I needed to share:
I dreamt last night of Icarii warfare. Of winged men and women drifting through the Star Dance, weilding enourmous amounts of power. I cannot begin to desc...
Posted by The Ritualist on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 12:43:00 PST |
