Mephisto

About Me

Damocles was an excessively flattering courtier in the court of Dionysius I of Syracuse, a 4th Century BC tyrant of Syracuse, Italy. He exclaimed that, as a great man of power and authority, Dionysius was truly fortunate. Dionysius offered to switch places with him for a day, so he could taste first hand that fortune. In the evening a banquet was held, where Damocles very much enjoyed being waited upon like a king. Only at the end of the meal did he look up and notice a sharpened sword hanging by a single piece of horsehair directly above his head. Immediately, he lost all taste for the fine foods and beautiful youths and asked leave of the tyrant, saying he no longer wanted to be so fortunate.
The Sword of Damocles is a frequently used allusion to this tale, epitomizing the imminent and ever-present peril faced by those in positions of power.
More generally, it is used to denote a precarious situation and sense of foreboding thereof, especially one in which the onset of tragedy is restrained only by a delicate trigger or chance.
Moreover, it can be seen as a lesson in the importance of understanding someone's experience.
My friend J.J. plays guitar in the metal band Amadis
They are truly delightful.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who likes rainbows and lollipops. Also murderers. I would like to meet a lot of murderers.

You Are 94% Evil
You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you! How Evil Are You?

My Blog

inadequacy

Constant fear of failure, of success, of not knowing the difference, of enough never really coming true, of myself, of humans, of god, of no god, of lonliness, of intimacy, of death, of liv...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 20:04:00 GMT

spring cleaning

Spring, and change. Distance between barren winter and the tired soul brings dismantling, renewal. That's the idea anyway. Streets and yards are strewn with last year's broken...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 09:48:00 GMT

vile black ink

foul dark aggravation seeps deep within the confines of my weak and bleeding heart. this will remain; unending, consuming, rageful longing. no more concerned with truth, valor, humility, i...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 20:48:00 GMT

absent, mainly

Here it is again, a different day that feels old for no good reason. Things are moving along at their usual pace, faster in fact, but I am brought back to this same empty feeling. Not hope...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 14:32:00 GMT

lamprey

So it's officially Christmas. I'm @ my folks' house in Woodbury feeling a bit displaced but holding together alright. It's wierd to be here alone, them sleeping, no one else in...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 21:38:00 GMT

Okay, so I may have taken it a bit far with that last one but hey, what fun is the rollercoaster if you're not sharing the ride with your friends? Anyway, I'm feeling a bit less maladjusted the ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 13:25:00 GMT

Holiday Cheer

I am utterly broken and haunted by the projection-based reality that I live in day to day. I have spent more time wanting to die in the last two weeks than is acceptable even by my standards.&nb...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 11:57:00 GMT

Solace

"Leo July 23 - August 22Your towering throne of skulls might be impressive and all, but what's the point of being king if there's no one left to rule over?" Seems about right. It feels like I ca...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 14:20:00 GMT

So humble

I hate being right about being wrong I hate the unspoken rules I hate being strapped in too tight I hate coming back to this always I hate the sound that chalk makes I hate feeling judgemental (but I...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 14:20:00 GMT

Not much to speak of

There is little left that I can bearand so much more to come;this unremitting sorrow,specious pollutant.gate-crasher.impolite, as base impulse,this contemptible state of being.derelict and disingenuou...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 21:09:00 GMT

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