Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly.
Painting, sculpting, playing D&D with buddies, haunted places, ghosts, reading, tattoos, Tarot, playing the violin, dreams, listening to tunes, faeries, being in the woods, collecting feathers and sticks (yes,.. sticks), old cemetaries, geomancy, Aminals!! I LOVE anything with fur, astronomy, shell picking, ravens, mythology, Halloween, scrying, schmoozing, shmeeing and shnarfing :)
Meat..eh...I dont even really like meat. OH! MEET!.. right.. OK.. Hitler, so I could bitchslap him and..hm.. DUH! Elminster, so he could portal me and a few chosen to the wonderous Forgotten Realms (yes i am a geek, shadup!).
Beethoven -To his Immortal Beloved
Good morning, on July 7
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours
Beethoven, Chopin, Hildregard von Bingen, Vaughan Williams, Dvrok, Nyman, Bach, Machine Head, Nina Simone, Kittie, NIN, Tori Amos, Loreena Mckennitt, Crowbar, The Cure, Audioslave, STP, Nirvana, Fiona Apple, Soundgarden, Norah Jones, Floyd, The End of Everything, Richard Cheese, Bjork, Hole, Evanescence, Marilyn Manson, Tool. (yadda, yadda, too many more to list)
Legend, anything Monty Python, The Dark Crystal, Pan's Labyrinth, Labyrinth, LOTR, Harry Potters, Constantine, Conan, Willow, Pitch Black,SW Empire Strikes Back, Matrix, Nightmare before Christmas, Corpse Bride, Amelie, May, Sweeney Todd, Chronicles of Riddick, Clockwork Orange, House of 1000 Corpses, Silent Hill, The Ring, Transformers, In the Mouth of Madness, Hellraiser, Evil Dead, Interview with the Vampire, Kill Bill, Stranger than Fiction, X Men, The Crow, Unbreakable, Secret of Nimh, Frailty, Pulp Fiction, Spirited Away, Resevior Dogs, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Edward Scissorhands, Donnie Darko.
Cartoons!
AquaTeenHungerForce, Samurai Jack, Ren and Stimpy,Muppet Babies, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, Fraggle Rock, Space Ghost. I don't watch sitcoms or soap operas and reality tele makes me nauseous.
Walden, Salvitor's Dark Elf Trilogy (that never seems to end), Dante's Inferno, The Pit and the Pendulum, Ravenloft novels, The Odyssey, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, The Looking Glass Wars, Abarat 1&2, The Last Unicorn, The Monster Manual, The Villain's Guide to Better Living, The Vampire Lestat, Tao of Pooh, Macbeth, Hamlet, The King of Elfland's Daughter, The Little Prince, Wuthering Heights, Beowulf, The Thief of Always. Comics: Lenore, Squee, Jonny the Homicidal Maniac, Gloom Cookie, Nightmares and Fairytales, Mouse Guard. Poetry: Thoreau, Longfellow, Byron & Poe.
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Ophelia
"There is a willow grows aslant the brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she come.
Of crow-flowers, nettle daisies,and long purples.
There on the pendant boughs, her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang on envious silver broke.
When down the weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook."
-Cabanel
She Walks In Beauty -- Lord Byron
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climbs and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o're her face;
Where thoughts serenly sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o're that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Edgar Allen Poe
"ALONE"
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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