Sarcastic, dry humor, crosses the line many times over, but that's me. You love me or hate me. Some of my interest are Eastern Philosophy, BDSM, 18th and 19th century literature and poety, past lives, the paranormal, and much more. If you have any questions...best thing to do is ask.
I own myself because...well frankly I don't think anyone is actually good enough to have me. :)
Like angels with wild beast's eyes I shall return to your bedroom And silently glide toward you With the shadows of the night;
And, dark beauty, I shall give you Kisses cold as the moon And the caresses of a snake That crawls around a grave.
When the livid morning comes, You'll find my place empty, And it will be cold there till night.
I wish to hold sway over Your life and youth by fear, As others do by tenderness. -Baudelaire Unknown"Vanilla Bean"Ferocious
- 10 years, 10 months, 4 days ago
Who first seduc'd them to that foul revolt? Th'infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile Stirr'd up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv'd The Mother of Mankind, what time his Pride Had cast him out from Heav'n, with all his Host Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring To set himself in Glory above his Peers, He trusted to have equall'd the most High, If he oppos'd; and with ambitious aim Against the Throne and Monarchy of God Rais'd impious War in Heav'n and Battle proud With vain attempt. Him the Almight Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from th'Ethereal Sky With hideous ruin and combustion down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire Who durst defy th'Omnipotent to Arms. Unknown"Vanilla Bean"Ferocious
- 10 years, 10 months, 6 days ago
Farewell happy Fields Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time. The mind is it's own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n. --Milton Unknown"Vanilla Bean"Ferocious
- 10 years, 10 months, 9 days ago
I shall strike you without anger And without hate, like a butcher, As Moses struck the rock! And from your eyelids I shall make The waters of suffering gush forth To inundate my Sahara.
My desire swollen with hope Will float upon your salty tears Like a vessel which puts to sea, And in my heart that they'll make drunk Your beloved sobs will resound Like a drum beating the charge!
Am I not a discord In the heavenly symphony, Thanks to voracious Irony Who shakes me and who bites me?
She's in my voice, the termagant! All my blood is her black poison! I am the sinister mirror In which the vixen looks.
I am the wound and the dagger! I am the blow and the cheek! I am the members and the wheel, Victim and executioner!
I'm the vampire of my own heart — One of those utter derelicts Condemned to eternal laughter, But who can no longer smile!~~Baudelaire
- 10 years, 10 months, 19 days ago
I really want to get opinions on this. It is a song by one of my favorite bands, and some of there songs can tend to have several meanings. This particular song, I've been given the opinion that it is a song about losing your beauty as you age all the way to it's a song about rape. I would love for you guys to read the lyrics and PLEASE give me your interpretation of what this song is about. Thanx!
The Thrash Of Naked Limbs
Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it This passion play Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs Glistening skin Close your eyes, the whispered sighs Frightening lust Sweet was her breath, tasted by mine Words are more effective when concealed Through the halflight on her body My fearful hands tremble their way Take me, anywhere that you like Hold me, deep within. Do what you like Take me, anywhere. Warm the night Take it, take it, take me. With the lights low, and your naked body on the warm floor, Me besides you, softly kissing, caressing Make love to her while she's crying I could die now, and die happy. Unknown"Vanilla Bean"Ferocious
- 10 years, 11 months ago