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LunaMoon13

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About Me

*A Proud Hearse Owner* Lover of all things dark and beautiful....
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My Interests

Solitary living, Pagan influences,writing poetry, art, everything dark and vampiric,HEARSES, horror movies & books, computer art with Poser & Photoshop, writing poetry,Gothic Architecture, old cemeteries, cats, hot rods, being with my fiance

I'd like to meet:

Interesting and strange people, fellow Hearse owners

Music:

Rob Zombie, System of a Down, Korn, Disturbed, Godsmack, Pink Floyd, Janis Joplin, Willie Nelson, Celtic music, classical,Evanescence, and a new interest in Psychobilly music

Movies:

House of 1,000 Corpses, Devil's Rejects, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Bram Stoker's Dracula, Gladiator, Ladyhawke, Lord Of The Rings, Christine, Ghost Rider, Psycho, Excorcist, Interview with a Vampire, Queen of the Damned, Gladiator, Le Pacte des Loupes, Citizen X, Poltergeist, Pulp Fiction, American Graffiti...

Television:

CSI, 48 Hours Mystery, Dateline,Cold Case Files, City Confidential, American Justice, LA Forensics, all the other forensic shows, The Sopranos, Six Feet Under, COPS, Will & Grace, Orange County Choppers, A Haunting, Ghosthunters, History Channel

Books:

Everything Stephen King has ever written, Anne Rice, books on Witchcraft, Larry McMurtry, Pot Stories For The Soul, "Where Are They Buried?"

Heroes:

My soulmate, Seth, forever and always...and Stephen King, he's a phenomenal storyteller and my God&Goddess, always

My Blog

Love Never Dies

  he was never botheredby the scent of death,he’d lived with corpsesall his life. he kept to himself,alone with hisexperimentsin the hidey holeunder the house he stank of rot,his clothes st...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 05:31:00 PST

On The Edges

Wings beat franticallywhite feathers fallit is only a momenta diversionthe death of the dovebecome enthralledby that one singularglobe of bloodat the tip of a featherthe white stained redis this a tel...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 02:24:00 PST

Through the Ice Glass

I look through a window laced with frost wondering how many memories I've lost and all those secrets, tucked away secrets I no longer remember But I know there is death and there is pain and for some ...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 01:15:00 PST

Ghost Town

  ashen faces appearfrom darkened windowsthey make no expressiononly to stare and stareas if they were soullessand condemned tosome darkness, as ghostsin this forgotten placethere is no sound, ex...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 09:43:00 PST

Dreamtime

  Sometimes there are dreams to savor,once dreamtime can be achievedOther times there is only darknesswhen sleep cannot be reachedI'd rather be living in dreamingthan be awake living in painand g...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 08:49:00 PST

Thorns on the Path

  And so you know,change is inevitableand we are caught withinfrom what was to what isour darkness pureis now pierced by frenzied lightthough we may fight itwe must succumbyet we still hold our d...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 08:48:00 PST

Sometimes In Darkness....an FMS rant, sortof...

This is not my usual dark post, I haven't had many good poetic lines pop into my head lately, though hopefully something soon will come up; I'll never forego my love of writing, it's a thing I've alwa...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 02:49:00 PST

Dark Half

We are all, inevitably, bound to darkness.At some point, even in the happiest of livesthe dark within begins to come forth,the night fetus fighting for its birth.And we do not know, or realize,that t...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 03:46:00 PST

Willow

Come in...to the Willow cavern;crawl inside, and entera tent of weeping fronds.Do you see the quietmagic of it?To be cocooned, cloakedin a world of lacy green,a world that appearsas if it is wavered ...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 03:46:00 PST

While I Bleed

And here I amso often in the middleso often bewildered,caught betweentrying to make correctdecisions, but often wrongme with my burdensonly invisible for that whilenow I can't control themnor quiet t...
Posted by LunaMoon13 on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 06:16:00 PST