Tag Archives: Hell

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Of Darkness and the Fires of Hell

The rainy afternoon is cold and dark

And I do thank the sun for this respite

Because as vital as it may well be

Sometimes exhausting is this blasted light

And I must admit, I have always been

A creature of the night and of the dark

Though you adorned me in shiny metals

One can never light up a broken heart

A heart that beats only for the darkness

When all the world lies dreaming in their sleep

For tis only at night that what you know

Is not as vital as what you believe

There are other reasons, there always are

But they are really not worth it to dwell

Suffice it to say, it was I that lit the fire

Damned my own darkness, and self, to the light of hell.

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The Cost of Vengeance

Sadness and Rage are useful things,
If you know how to transform them both
Energy is at the root of it all
And all Knowledge is Power is growth

If there is but one thing that I have learned from you,
It is that vengeance is but natural
And he who strikes, must also pay the price
All what matters is the real and actual

Well, then I hope in that moment
Before I return your dagger from my back
You give me my due credit
For acing at least your tests in diplomacy and tact.

Yes, I know I broke some precious rules,
And I understand retribution had to follow
But what you don’t know, my dear friend of old
Is that Vengeance has always been my motto

You never knew the me before this me,
Never saw past gray rags and this cloak of red
You don’t understand, dear sandbox prince
The Vengeance against my own name that I have led.

There is no forgiveness for betrayal, nor has ever been
And you can see the punishment I chose for myself
Run, little lost prince, run away somewhere far from here
When pathos turns to wrath, to pay, there will be Hell.

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Light & Dark

The hungry raven screams into the night,
his eyes gleaming in the bright moonlight
The tired witch, she stumbles again
alone in a storm of hell-fire and rain
And the Angels that be, they fall and they rise
Even the ones, quite clearly, wolves in disguise
The World is a wicked place, and darkness threatens all
But may a hundred fires start, where even a spark should fall

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Spellbound: A Tale of Wind and Fire

Freedom is exhausting

sighed the flame to the warm winter breeze

Please, scoffed the wispy wind

Like you know what it’s like to be free!

Of course I do, said the incensed flame

Boy, you don’t have a clue

and in a puff of indignation

Once shimmered, then withdrew.

It’s not that I don’t trust you,

said the Wind after a long pause

It’s just that you’re my sister,

and you tend to love things with claws

So what if I do, snarled the flame

accidentally setting things on fire

I thought freedom was all about

doing whatever your heart desires!

Stop that, said the wind, alarmed,

puffing after scattered embers

Burn the whole place down if you like

but even the Earth remembers!

You say now that you like it here,

but don’t notice your voice is fading

and every vow there was ever to keep

you’ve already thought of betraying!

So, tell me that you need to stay

and I won’t force you to leave..

but don’t tell me it makes you glad

It’s too much for me to believe!

The flame sputtered, then began to fade

as the wind floated on gently down

I didn’t mean to make you sad

I’m just tired of watching you drown.

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Don’t you see how deep I’ve fallen

quietly said the spirit of fire

and all I can do is burn and burn

to the end of my heart’s desire

There’s always a way, said the windy faye

if you’d just stop burning to see

The World is wide, and we are young

And you were born to burn free!

But then something dark and twisted

crawled slowly within the hill,

the fiery faye crouched to the ground

and bade the wind to be still

I need some time, fiercely hissed the flame

This is just something I must do

There are things that need to be sorted out

And secrets I cannot even tell you

Abandon your quest, sister dear

vehemently whispered the wiser wind

As the flame circled the darkness below

and then looked up one last time to grin

No! cried out the willful wind

as the night came between the friends

And the flame’s parting words

echoed like some lost sentence

The lies are lies, and the truth is truth

Sister, there is no choice to make

I willingly gave all that I did

and what’s left is mine to take

And the wind, she howled, in a voice so fine

that even the Earth did shake

for what’s born of fire cannot be undone

but even the strongest spell can break.

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Just another day in Skyrim

A pretty little pond.

A pretty little pond.

Killed another Dragon today. After so very long. A Frost one. Thought it would brighten things up, but no such luck.. Came across this really beautiful pond though; called Mara’s eye. Or something. It was fuckin’ pretty while it snowed, and even more so when it stopped. Wait, lemme just find a pic.

It’s amazing what kind of wonderful places you can fall into while running for your life. ♥ Must remember that.. [Seems profound]

Though, sometimes I wish I could just fast-travel into the future. An uncharted water-body (half-snowy, but like spring), would undoubtedly be refreshing… but I am just so ready to be done with this entire quest.

*rubbing her eyes tiredly* I guess this is what Ezio knew to be the Bleeding Effect. Desmond. Shloka. Whatever.

And, I didn’t even have the time to Prophesize Death today! 😦
Damn it! These are *my* holidays! Mine! If I want to prophesize Death, then in the name of all the Ancients, that’s what my soul’s green fragmented shards and I shall do, Yahweh Damn it!

…

No, too tired. 😦

[I really want to smoke with the Lord of Hell, and the one who first realized that God’s absence was complete. I have some serious questions. And, yes, I know what killed the last Cat.

(o) Evil, be thou his good?
(o) “Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?”

The Cost of Living is High Enough to permit it all; Death.
It’s all about Free Will.

Which reminds me, Does anyone have some spare shots of happiness/oblivion? Hell is out, and Heaven’s all preachy.]

P.S. This is why I (should) avoid sobriety. :\

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Advocating for the Devil

If you look at it, Lucifer was only exiled from Heaven because of his refusal to bow down and serve humanity, whom he considered an inferior race. Considering he was one of the first two sons of God, in the form of Samael, and was nearly the embodiment of Free Will itself, what he says when challenging the heavenly host does make sense, “If all God wanted from me was obeisance, he wouldn’t have made me capable of thinking for myself.”

Further, though there is a lack of consensus as to his motivations [He wanted to rule mankind, he wanted to take over heaven, he wanted to overthrow God as the supreme being], his intentions are believed to have been one, and not that ignoble, namely: To escape out of God’s plan. In other words, all Lucifer wanted was to not be a pawn or a puppet.

Lets take a look at the “facts”:

God’s first two creations/sons were Samael (Lucifer) and Michael, and he used Lucifer to bring Stars and galaxies and Suns into existence, while he used Michael to bring “Life” into these Worlds, thus completing them. It’s after this that he created the Heavenly Host, which is the rest of the archangels, as well as the regular angels. Michael and Lucifer were always closer to each other than to the others, because Lucifer accepted that Michael was the “elder” (eldest) brother, and listened to *no one* else.

God himself loved Lucifer most, even more than he did Michael, because Lucifer was sharp and keen and never missed a thing, and God considered him his most perfect creation, especially in the way he searched the Universe for new and fascinating things, bringing them into existence by observation (which was originally the point of angels, before humanity was created).

About this time, because Lucifer was so awesome at stuff, and because Michael was not half as ambitious, God determined that Lucifer should watch over Earth, and Lucifer was absolutely fascinated with all life, and this period includes the dinosaurs, the first mammals, etc.

However, once Mankind was created, Lucifer was constantly in conflict with God, as well as the other angels, because God asked all of the angels to serve mankind, and Lucifer was convinced of their imperfection, which he held in contempt. He saw humans as treacherous, murderous beings, and refused to venerate them as God wanted. These arguments he kept having convinced quite a few angels (namely 1/3rd of the Heavenly host), but the majority of Heaven saw his words as ungrateful, and saw him as someone trying to take over the Throne of God.

Around this time, God suddenly cuts. And, the burden of ruling/governing heaven falls on the archangels. Michael sits himself in the tower of God, all depressed for having been deserted by God, but still governs it in terms of making decisions, and watching over everything. Lucifer first goes to Michael, and tells him that he doesn’t trust humans, and that he believes them to be even more vile than the beasts over which he has watched for millions of years. Though Michael loves Lucifer greatly, he sees Lucifer’s words as dangerous, and quite a few angels had already filled his tired mind with poison regarding Lucifer and his intentions. Harsh words are exchanged between the two. And, Lucifer basically tells him, “Bro, you may be the older brother, and our father may be God, but no one is the Boss of me.”

After a while, the arguments turn into full out rebellion. Though, the clever way the holy book never tells us what exactly started the war leads me to believe that Lucifer did not start the War, per se. Anyhow, once it did start, it was madness and chaos, and, of course, no one is as bad ass as Lucifer, so he started kicking everyone’s ass. I know Gabriel played a large role in what happened next. Because, he was the only other angel that both Michael and Lucifer equally loved and trusted. Anyhow, I think he runs to Michael, and tells him that Lucifer was going to get himself into trouble, and that he (Michael) had to stop him. Michael relents, and shows up with his sword, and Lucifer taunts him for being nothing more than a puppet of God, and Michael finally loses his temper, and they start fighting like crazy, and Lucifer takes on the form of a dragon [coz I think he really liked the dinosaurs :\] and they’re all going at it like a bunch of quarrelsome little boys. And God comes back, and he’s like, “What the..?”

And, Lucifer says “Humans suck, God! And I don’t wanna serve them! And, I’m your son, not your slave! You gave me the power of free will, but everything any of us do, it’s all supposed to be within your ‘plan’. Well, I can’t take it! If that’s all I am to you, I’d rather be nothing to you at all! I want out!”

And, God said, “You want your own realm? You wanna be free of ‘My Plan’? You want to truly exercise your free will? And, prove just how despicable human beings are? Well, I have just the place for you!”

And, Wham! Lightning strike to Hell. The first son, exiled. Made an example of. But also freed without God having to change the rules for everyone. Also, he got someone to look after Hell. If the most flawed and disturbing humans could see this perfect being amongst them, maybe God thought it would be an even better prison. And, which other child of God was capable enough of dealing with the worst of humanity? Why expose his angels, who were supposed, and required, to believe in the goodness of man, to the kind of filth mankind is actually capable of? And, after all, mankind was a kinda experiment… If Lucifer was right.. well, God knows that he (Lucifer) can handle them all.
[Okay, this last part is all just me trying to make sense of God’s decision. Because, he really loved Lucifer. And, how can you be so unfairly cruel to something, or someone, you claim to love?]

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Deja Vu?

Except for the fact that
I know there is no way
that I’ve ever been
so far down here
ever before.

When I
was a whole
lot older & wiser,
I thought it would be
all over,
by now,
at least.

Apparently, someone has
other plans, that do not
involve any sort of
rest or respite.
And I can’t
tell if the
water
rises
or
I
shrink.

Either, and any way,
how long can you
keep anyone
down here?

Whether sooner
or later,
I am going to
breathe.

Or maybe, I
have already
arrived at Hell,
and just can’t tell
anything anymore,