Lord Byron (1788 - 1824):
Darkness
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash--and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl'd
And twined themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless--they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again;--a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought--and that was death,
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails--men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devoured,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answered not with a caress--he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects--saw, and shriek'd, and died--
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful--was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless--
A lump of death--a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes, and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirred within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge--
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon their mistress had expir'd before;
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them--She was the Universe.

Alright Fake, Ive been listening to a loop from
[Eden Synthetic Corps - Architecture]

and I cant get enough of it, it drives Grendel into a lust...

the loop is between 1:10-1:50

here is a link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5uS8lirKd8

I want more music like this, if anyone can help, I would be most appreciative.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5uS8lirKd8

LOL!







I lol'd so hard...

Curiously, I spent all night and most of my morning in the most realistic Zombie infection dream...I know that that has been covered from almost every angle, yet, ive never seen one from the way I experienced it.

It was like, everyone knew the infection was coming, and they were all trying to fortify their buildings to survive the hoard. I was part of each scenario, a different part of the city, different group of people...etc.

The first one I remember was a school, the principle ordered things locked up and such, everyone was freaking out. I was rather heavily armed, as I would be in such a situation. It was so quiet for a long time, then you could begin to hear them outside, moaning and screaming and screeching out in inhuman pain...rather terrifying...

They managed to get in somehow, they are so strong in big numbers, they bit a teacher and she went wild, ripping into the horrified students, I splattered her brains over one of them, but it was too late, this infection spread in seconds...

Soon I was the only one left, locking myself in the conference room, chairs and tables in front of the door...I dont remember how I got out alive, but I made it to a police station and met another man like me, someone proactive, a leader. I suggested we get ourselves some armor, so we broke into the armory of the station and started to rig up some full body Kevlar and riot helmets. We armored up a police SUV and drove around for a while, picking up survivors and running down the undead, until they came in force and flipped us, they killed them all, and I barely got out. I made it to some kind of facility on the edge of the city. There was a strange fear of nuclear weapons the whole time, I think they were used to try and stop them...

I met a young druid girl there... we got along well, well enough to make love between each zombie hoard...

Such a strange dream....it went on for about 10 RL hours....

Well Fake, Courtesy of the Greeley Court system, I was forced to do a psychiatric evaluation, and my Fake page, and stories, were submitted to the Doc. How awkward...

Am I insane? Shall our resident Rune Dragon be put away?

Check my polls to post an answer...

[poll 1656]

[SlaYyy that azz]

The perfect example of a useless, desperate human...

If god was is perfect, then why did he create such imperfect creatures? Would that not make him imperfect?

God murders, god murders a lot, and yet, we still follow the most greedy, jealous, mass murdering fanatic in the bible? That seems like a lack of judgment somewhere.

90% of Christians cannot pay sustained attention when negative things are brought up concerning the bible or God.

Do Christians even know what it means to be open-minded? It means you can except the fact that YOU COULD BE WRONG.

I suggest every Christian watch this video;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDHJ4ztnldQ

Oh my goddess...such an amazing experience. So much research to go over...so many new things learned.

From said research...I think ive got a thing for blood...

I dont usually request things like this, but my curiosity has peaked and I wish to find a female willing to use a webcam or camera to do some...experiments for me...

Im doing this for two reasons;
1. Its so sexy, come on now
2. I need to know what really feels good for a girl, since ive never done experiments like this to one. Once I have this information, I can have more accuracy in my stories.

Speak with me if you wish details...

What be the name of the female cat thing? huh HUH?!?! Who it is maybe perhaps for one things yes no?

it feel hurt pain agony whimper whimper sad....

*spins a little circle on all fours*

Aahahaha!!! aah...mmmeeewww.....

hmm...what is the point of this filth?

This is fake, so why the hell are you here if you need these rules?

Im talking to you [wildchild2084]

MY RULES!

    1.DO NOT AT ANY TIME TRY TO CYBER WITH ME!
     I DO NOT CYBER SO I WILL BLOCK YOU!

   2.DO NOT SAY BULSHIT ABOUT ME MISS SPELLING SOME THING.
    I KNOW THAT I CAN'T SPELL THAT WELL!

  3.DO NOT SAY ANY BULL SHIT ABOUT MY PICS OF MY GOD SON/NEPHEW JJ.
BESIDES MY HUSBAND AND GIRLFRIEND BEING MY LIFE SO IS (JJ) SON OF [TazzSr.]&[Vampris of the night]  AND
      HIS FIVE SISTERS
     (IZZY AKA LITTLE MAMA), >>>>>>>>>>>>>>  CHILDREN
     (BACCA AKA MISS BOSS),  >>>>>>>>>>>> OF MARGIE
     (NICKIE AKA LITTLE NENA),  >>>>>>>>>>>> MY BROTHER'S
     (ANNA AKA LITTLE BIG FOOT)>>>>>>>>>>>>>>  EX WIFE!
       AND
    (SIA TASHA AKA DADDY'S GIRL )====== DAUGHTER OF ASHLEE AKA [Vampris of the night] & [TazzSr.] 
             MY BROTHER'S NEW WIFE!

   4.DO NOT ASK FOR NUDIES PICS I WILL NOT POST THEM.
  MY NUDE BODY IS FOR MY HUSBAND AND GIRLFRIEND TO SEE ONLY!

  5.DO NOT ASK TO SEE MY GIRLFRIEND'S NUDE PICS I WILL NOT POST THEM.
   HER NUDE BODY IS FOR ME TO SEE ONLY NOT FOR MEN TO JACKOFF TO!

 6.DON'T ASK TO SEE MY HUSBAND'S NUDIE PICS THEY WONT BE POSTED!
    ONLY I CAN SEE HIS HUGE DICK AND SEXY BODY.

    7.DO NOT ASK FOR MY ADDRESS OR NUMBER.
     I WILL NOT GIVE THEM TO YOU.
 
 8.DO NOT ASK FOR MY GIRLFRIEND'S NAME NUMBER OR ADDRESS.
     I WILL NOT GIVE THEM TO YOU.

   9.MEN DO NOT AT ANY TIME SHOW MY YOU DICK. 
    I KNOW FOR A FACT MY HUSBAND'S DICK IS BIGGER!

   10.DO NOT TRY TO TALK ABOUT SEX TO ME!
    I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT SEX!


If you want friends, go to fucking myspace or facebook, dont spew your bullshit here.

She is so quick to report, its disgusting *evil laugh*

22:12:44 [Dornhal dragon]: T.V. is more important then [Majestic Nightmare of Massacre]'s child, let it be known

22:35:09 [Majestic Nightmare of Massacre]: first off...your ass just got reported second off...i havnt watched tv in ages so fuck off and leave me be...you all bitch and complain about the "drama" and yet YOU are the ones creating it.


First off kitten bitch, That comment had nothing to do with T.V. maybe I didnt make that clear enough for you. And that was no bitching by any standards, oh no, I enjoy seeing you squirm like the maggot you are.

This is a conversation between myself and Doctor Bob, and yes, the SHEEP are you humans!




Me: I love Richard, thank Nekko for that

Him: Now I never really pictured him to be much for random violence...

Me: Nah, he isnt, neither am I, but our minds are twisted up in such away...
We went and saw Hellboy II and laughed, hysterically every time a human died. We laughed so loudly, other people actually joined in the laughing

Him: There's different kinds of violence, too, and some you can't help laughing at. That's excellent, I haven't seen that yet but my brother wanted to...oh yeah, laughter is totally conagious, and once the humans realize the laughter cue is death, they'll automatically go for it like the flock of sheep that they are. Too bad they're all headed for the slaughterhouse...

Me: That, is why we are laughing. We are just the wolves in black sheeps clothing, leading the others to their death for our own enjoyment.

Him: I like that the sheep are black. Damn straight, I've always been the black sheep of my clan, wouldn't have it any other way. Oh, and watching them succumb, unaware until the last minute, is one of the finest enjoyments...

ME: ah...goddess I could jerk off to that

Him: Ahahahaha, yes! That'd definitely drive the disturbing factor up quite a few notches for the poor, poor lambs. I love it

Me: on there way in to be slaughtered, past the point of no return they see the black sheep, the wolves, getting off on their plight. Hell yeah man, hell yeah

Him: They'll turn and look and chatter, confused, slightly panicked, searching for some sort of escape...only to become ever more panicked and frantic when they have to accept that they're trapped and gonna die horribly. Ooooh, they'll even try to bargain and whore for us.

Me: Begging, crying as they see the blades that will chop them into itty bitty bite sized chunks.

Him: ..Immediately picking up on the fact that we have such bright crimson red smiles because we're snacking on them as they get chopped, spitting bones and chunks of wool back at them

ME: We laugh, we jeer and mock them for the sheep they are, how good they taste, how tender the meat is...

Him: and how deliciously flavorful the fear and desperation is, especially to a background chorus of wailing and weeping and grinding crunching eviscerating machinery chugging along at full tilt.

Me: Blood and wool flying out of the machine, screeching and ripping away at a steady pace...ahh watching their friends and loved ones being ground up in front of their very eyes..

Him: with a special adapted-size intake opening on the side, for the little ones. Awwwwww.
You just know one of these sheep is gonna try to be the hero. We can't wait to make an example of him - he'll be begging for death.

ME: We will stop the grinder and bring their attention to him, then show them all why you will go in a neat single file line to die. Or, the alternative is to end up like him. We will make him suffer long enough to get the idea into their heads, then let him die somewhere where everyone can watch him die...slowly..

Him: Now that is exactly what I was picturing. And there'll be more than one, too, so we can hone our torture to death process into the most efficient killing process possible. Let's make them eat the examples once they're finally allowed to die.

Me: Oh my goddess yes.
Eventually we will have to hang a child by its entrails, still alive of course

Him: Oh, that is evil and wicked and most horrible....excellent. Hmmm, we'll need to apply tourniquets to prevent them from bleeding to death before they strangle.

ME: Of course, and keep them awake during the whole thing

Him:Conscious, awake, alert......afraid.

Me: Dont forget "in agony"
What are we going to do with all these ground up SHEEP?
Dogfood seems to good a fate for them...