a friend wrote this...

Like a meteor
You came crashing down,
Refusing to burn up
In my atmosphere
Or leave my orbital field.
You lit the night sky
That was my life
Like a sun
Or a candle,
Refusing to extinguish.
Persistent to the end,
Never leaving,
Blazing and flickering,
Lighting up life,
Giving the gifts
Of laughter,
Of play,
Of smiles,
Of joy,
Of love
Dementia "My Dark Angel" Ecstatic - 15 years, 10 months, 11 days ago

You are The Devil

Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession

The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.

Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.

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Dementia "My Dark Angel" Ecstatic - 15 years, 10 months, 12 days ago

All Hallow's Eve

On this cold autumn night,
You walk down the wood's path.
Bird calling your name,
Trees rustle in the wind.
You hear something behind you,
A soft breathing down your neck.
Turning around to an empty road,
You quicken your pace,
Soon to be lost...
Footsteps behind you,
But no one there.
Birds cawing,
People screaming,
The earth spinning beneath your feet.
Running blindly through endless trees
You trip on a root.
Footsteps turning into gallops,
Coming closer, closer...
Standing up you face the trees,
Then notice a shadowy figure
Coming at you at the speed of a train.
The figure coming into focus.
Your heart stops,
Unable to move,
Unable to scream...
The Headless Horseman taking his sword,
Only paces away now...
With a gasp, you sit up,
Sweat beading down your forehead,
Thanking God it was only a dream.
Happy Halloween ^.^
Dementia "My Dark Angel" Ecstatic - 15 years, 11 months, 3 days ago

As the day breaks,
Your hope of life dims.
On your bed, a dagger sits.
On your desk, a note lays.
You stare out the window once more,
Thinking your last good-byes.
A sharp pain,
A burst of blood...
Darkness...
Dementia "My Dark Angel" Ecstatic - 15 years, 11 months, 4 days ago

The last leaf falls.
Winter has sprung it's first snow.
Outside, you stare, wondering,
Thinking what it would be like
To have the arms of love
Brush over you..
As you sit, alone in the darkness
Dementia "My Dark Angel" Ecstatic - 15 years, 11 months, 4 days ago