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    November Signature Author Excerpt: The Life of Seeon by Comicfan

    By Cia

    Did you catch Monday's blog featuring Comicfan's story, The Life of Seeon, as this month's Signature Feature? If not, go check it out and then download a copy of the graphic to share in your signature if you want to show your love for his story. If Monday's blog wasn't enough to move this story to the top of your TBR list, maybe today's excerpt will!    Comicfan said: I picked it because it sets up the whole tale. Right from the start you know Seeon is seen as the lesser of the princes. The world he is used to, first two sons are important, then daughters so power can be gain by marriage.  A third boy isn't needed and this excerpt shows that.       To read more, check out the rest of the story here.     
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  1. Did you catch Monday's blog featuring Comicfan's story, The Life of Seeon, as this month's Signature Feature? If not, go check it out and then download a copy of the graphic to share in your signature if you want to show your love for his story. If Monday's blog wasn't enough to move this story to the top of your TBR list, maybe today's excerpt will! 

     

    Comicfan said:

    I picked it because it sets up the whole tale. Right from the start you know Seeon is seen as the lesser of the princes. The world he is used to, first two sons are important, then daughters so power can be gain by marriage.  A third boy isn't needed and this excerpt shows that.

     

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      Prince Seeon was the fifth child of the High King Toleran Maon. Being the youngest meant he had disadvantages his older siblings did not. His oldest brother, Prince Henot, would inherit the crown and rule after his father died. His second oldest brother, Prince Semon, was the Warrior Prince. He often was sent to deal with the necessary problems and acted as the face of the kingdom to the outside forces. It was heard whispered by the royal servants that if Prince Semon died, at least Prince Henot would be safe.

                    That just left the youngest three. Princess Yasmeen and Princess Solrean were twins. They were barely seventeen years old. In about a year their father would begin to look for suitable matches for them. And then there was the youngest, Prince Seeon, who was just fourteen. Seeon knew he would never rule so he would either have to become a eunuch on his eighteenth birthday or become a priest. When he was twelve years old these things had been carefully explained to him so he knew these were the only options for the third born prince. It was only necessary for there to be one crowned prince and what was jokingly referred to as the spare. Any sons beyond that were simply to be dispatched before anyone thought of using them in a battle to split the kingdom.

                    So Seeon, having decided to become a priest rather than a eunuch, was kept far from the hallways of power. He rarely if ever was brought before his father. As royalty, he was given eunuchs to keep him fed, washed, dressed, and have his hair neatly shaved off as the priests did. He spent four hours a day studying the various forms of religion. It was at lunchtime that he truly found happiness each day, for this is when he got to dine with his sisters. Occasionally even Prince Semon would join them.

     

     

     

    To read more, check out the rest of the story here

     

     

  2. wildone
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    By wildone,

    Wow, another week in the bag! I know a lot of our American friends are busy getting ready for US Thanksgiving this coming week, but lets take a look back at the GA News Blog for the past week and see if there is something that you are thankful for early ;).

     

    On Monday, Renee brought us a review by @Puppilull for the Feature Story this week; Personal Banking by @Refugium.  Good comments and feedback to entice you to take on another story to read.

     

    Wednesday, Renee brought us a new feature that can could will may help me a lot ;) In Common Editing Issues #1, @JayT, brings us some common editing issues. The great thing about these blogs is the great interaction between the members. This one definitely brought up some discussion. Did I mess up on my commas :unsure: ?

     

    Friday Renee brought us the ever popular Writing Prompts from @comicfan. This weeks were Prompt 626 and 627:

     

     

    Contests

     

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    Angel's Heart by Nephylim *Premium*

     

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    Brittle as a Bird by Ronyx

     

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    Cider Press by Parker Owens

     

    Disasters, Delights and Other Detours by Parker Owens

     

    Georgetown: Roar by Carlos Hazday; Book 7 of CJ

     

    The Poetry of D/s by Mikiesboy

     

    timmy's poetry by Mikiesboy

     

    Don't forget.... Read, Write, and REVIEW!!!

     

     

  3. Renee Stevens
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    By Renee Stevens,

    I hope everyone is having a great week! It's time for this weeks prompts, supplied by our prompt guru, Comicfan. Just a reminder, and for those who haven't worked with the prompts before: prompt responses under 1,000 words must be posted as part of a collection

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    Prompt 626 – First Line
    Tag – First Line
    “Who did you just invite to dinner?”

    Prompt 627 – Creative
    Tag – Trainee
    Your boss has hired someone to help out as you prepare to go into the busy season at work. However, the trainee has never done anything like your job and you have exactly one day to train them. What happens?


    Did you write a prompt response last week? Don't forget to share it below.

  4. Hey Guys,

    With today being the U.S. Thanksgiving, and Canada’s last month... Holiday season is upon us. With so many traditions, the food is my favorite. Some are seasonal, some are traditions, some are ridiculously decadent. What are some of your favorite foods?

    I have three absolute favorites. The first is stuffing... Yes, this boy is a carbaholic. I could easily do a meal of just stuffing, or dressing to some. The second is my nana’s homemade fudge. While I love chocolate, this fudge is just *orgasmic*. The last would be the assortment of homemade Italian cookies my nana made. Made with love. These cookies were time-consuming. Yet my nana made them religiously for over 60 children and grandchildren. Yes, 60 is correct. We’re italian, say no more!

    Tell GA your favorite foods and traditions... This blog is meant for the season, name Thanksgiving and Christmas faves.

  5. CarlHoliday
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    Tonight, I started the first chapter of a new story. The working title is “The Black Scandinavian.” The lead character, Troy, comes from the last chapter of “319 Winesap Lane.” Yes, that book is finished, although two chapters remain to be published. (hint, hint, Sharon!) Many of my readers probably will not like the last chapter, but I will not let the cat out of the bag today.

     

    Troy has an identity problem, which is identified in the last chapter of “319.” I won’t reveal it now because, well, it’s a bit of a stretch for me as a writer and some may not feel I should impinge on the obvious cultural appropriation. But, the psychological manifestation in Troy’s mind leads him into lots of situations, many of which are not pleasant. Whether or not Troy comes out at the end of the story in a correct frame of mind will depend on a number of factors, many of which have yet to be imagined on my part. The story will take place in the boroughs of New York City; a city I have often wished to live in.

     

    On the home front, my son has finally gone back to work after being on paid administrative leave from his job for four months. It’s nice to be back to normal.

     

    Guitar lessons on hold because I’ll be having cataract surgery sometime in the next month or two. I won’t be having it at the VA medical center because they have no regard for their patients. Going in for a 11:00 a.m. appointment and not being seen until I left in a huff at 3:00 p.m. is simply not right. They agreed to arrange for me to be seen by an outside ophthalmologist. As best as I can forecast, I won’t be able to start guitar lessons until January or February.

     

    Nana is still spinning; actually, she’s in a spinning fit right now as I’m writing this. Of course, most of it is due to boredom—after all, German Shepherd Dogs are the third smartest canine, behind Border Collies and Standard Poodles—but with one owner who’s manic-depressive and the other who is medicated for anger management issues, it’s a wonder she hasn’t run away from home. Now that we’re approaching the solstice, I have to take her out into the backyard to pee on a leash, otherwise she’ll turn it into dark playtime and I’ll end up having to go out with a flashlight, treat, and leash to get her back into the house. I suppose the worst part of it is she selectively listens to what I say. She listens to my son better, but he’s not here and I have to do what I have to.

     

    Last week my shrink informed that, per VA directive, I am not to see her on a long-term basis, so she’s arranging me to see an outside shrink. She asked if I’d be willing to do video conferencing with the new shrink. I said I’d prefer a face-to-face visit, but would be willing to try it on my laptop. Also, she’s weaning me off Depakote because the Seroquel I’m taking as an antipsychotic can also aid in mood stabilization. It’ll be interesting to see if I go nuts without the Depakote. Been there, done that, and it wasn’t fun. Nutso is not a good state of mind.

     

  6. Hello guys...

     

    I finally got the time to post this blog entry as my sister's family went to their house today. I was all crazy this entire week with my nephews being home. And this week has been very tension filled one with, of course because of my nephews are home and, the publishing of my new poetry book for the Kindle competition. Kindle held a competition called 'Pen to Publish 2017' and I have published my new NaPoWriMo Poetry Book for the competition. I am very proud to say, it is the one of poetry books and one and only by a gay author out of 950 participants in the competition. 

     

    And now I need all the support I can get from you guys. You can help/support me with anything like purchases(ok, importantly purchases:gikkle:) , reading, referrals, reviews and rating. Kindle is offering the book free for Kindle Unlimited members. And you can also borrow a sample of the book for free too. You can also suggest about the book in various sites if you want. Anything to help me win the competition. Rate and review must. 

     

    Here is the link for My Book

     

    Emi's Summer Tulips

     

    If you want to check on the competition page/sight you can find it here. Lots of books to check on. 

     

    I owe GA and so many from here. They don't just help me with my English, but they had been supporting me and my talent of ruining English from the very first moment(:lol:jk). Whatever I am now, is only because of you guys. And I made sure everyone know about that in my book. And some of you have a small surprise in the book. I am very thankful to each and everyone here. Thanks for encouraging me, reading my silly poems and stories and for helping me improve my knowledge. 

     

    PS: There is a small request on reviews and ratings. You guys have to review on 'amazon.in'. Even though I have got two reviews,  where reviewer reviewed from their domestic amazon portal,  the list is showing no customer reviews. So don't forget about it. Here is the link to it. 

     

    Reviews

     

    Love, 

    ~Emi. 

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    It's not important now

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    Des balades sous une neige en forme d’étoile

    Des érables aux couleurs d’une passion fatale

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    Les odeurs d’une forêt qu’un beau lac dévoile

    Les reflets d’un grand feu sur nos visages pâles

    Une lumière intense par des nuits boréales

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    Constant craving

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    Craving

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    Has always been

    Has always been

    Constant craving

    Has always been

    Constant craving

    Has always been

    Craving

    Ah ha

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    Has always been

    Has always been

    Has always been

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    The fight is done, the war is won

    Lift your hands toward the sun

    Toward the sun (it's the moment of truth, and the moment to lie)

    (The moment to live...)

    Toward the sun (it's the moment of truth, and the moment to lie)

    (The moment to live...)

    Toward the sun (the moment to fight)

    (The moment to fight, the moment to fight)

    The war is won (to fight, to fight, to fight)

    (To fight, to fight, to fight)

    To the right, to the left

    We will fight to the death

    To the edge of the Earth

    It's a brave new world from the last to the first

    To the right, to the left

    We will fight to the death

    To the edge of the Earth

    It's a brave new world, it's a brave new world

    It's a brave new world

    A brave new world

    The war is won

    The war is won

    A brave new world


    Je Suis Un Homme (Charles Parmerlo) Noblesse d'Adrien

    Je suis un homme de Cro-Magnon

    Je suis un singe ou un poisson

    Sur la Terre, en toute saison

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    Je suis un seul, puis des millions

    Je suis un homme au cœur de lion.

    À la guerre en toute saison

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    Je suis un homme plein d'ambition

    Belle voiture et belle maison

    Dans la chambre, dans le salon

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    J'ai fait l'amour et la révolution

    J'ai fait le tour de la question

    J'avance, avance à reculons

    Oui, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    (Refrain)

    Tu vois, j'suis pas un homme.

    Je suis le roi

    De l'illusion.

    Au fond, qu'on me pardonne.

    Je suis le roi.

    Le roi des cons.

    J'ai fait le Monde à ma façon

    Coulé dans l'or et le béton

    Corps en cage, cœur en prison

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    Assis devant ma télévision

    Je suis de l'Homme la négation

    Pur produit de consommation

    Oui, mon compte est bon

    Mon compte est bon

    (Refrain)

    Tu vois, j'suis pas un homme.

    Je suis le roi

    De l'illusion.

    Au fond, qu'on me pardonne.

    Je suis le roi.

    Le roi des cons.

    C'est moi

    Le maître du feu

    Le maître du jeu

    Le maître du Monde

    Et vois ce que j'en ai fait

    Une terre glacée

    Une terre brûlée

    La Terre des Hommes

    Que les hommes abandonnent

    Je suis un homme au pied du mur

    Comme une erreur de la nature

    Sur la Terre, sans d'autre raison.

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond

    Je suis un homme et je mesure

    Toute l'horreur de ma nature.

    Pour ma peine, ma punition

    Moi, je tourne en rond

    Je tourne en rond


    If You Leave (OMD) Irretrievabe Words

    If you leave, don't leave now

    Please don't take my heart away

    Promise me, just one more night

    Then we'll go our separate ways

    We've always had time on our side

    Now it's fading fast

    Every second, every moment

    We've gotta make it last

    I touch you once, I touch you twice

    I won't let go at any price

    I need you now like I need you then

    You always said we'd still be friends someday

    If you leave I won't cry

    I won't waste one single day

    But if you leave don't look back

    I'll be running the other way

    Seven years went under the bridge

    Like time was standing still

    Heaven knows what happens now

    You've gotta say you will

    I'll touch you once, I'll touch you twice

    I won't let go at any price

    I need you now like I need you then

    You always said we'd meet again

    I touch you once, I touch you twice

    I won't let go at any price

    I need you now like I need you then

    You always said we'd still be friends

    I touch you once, I touch you twice

    I won't let go at any price

    I need you now like I need you then

    You always said we'd meet again someday

    If you leave

    If you leave

    If you leave

    Don't look back

    Don't look back


    Run (Snow Patrol) Au Revoir Larmoyant

    I'll sing it one last time for you

    Then we really have to go

    You've been the only thing that's right

    In all I've done

    And I can barely look at you

    But every single time I do

    I know we'll make it anywhere

    Away from here.

    Light up, Light up

    As if you have a choice

    Even if you cannot hear my voice

    I'll be right beside you dear

    Louder, louder

    And we'll run for our lives

    I can hardly speak I understand

    Why you can't raise your voice to say.

    To think I might not see those eyes

    It makes it so hard not to cry

    And as we say our long goodbyes

    I nearly do

    Light up, light up

    As if you have a choice

    Even if you cannot hear my voice

    I'll be right beside you dear

    Louder, louder

    And we'll run for our lives

    I can hardly speak I understand

    Why you can't raise your voice to say

    Slower, slower

    We don't have time for that

    All I want is to find an easier way

    To get out of our little heads

    Have heart my dear

    We're bound to be afraid

    Even if it's just for a few days

    Making up for all this mess

    Light up, light up

    As if you have a choice

    Even if you cannot hear my voice

    I'll be right beside you dear.


    Wild Horses (The Sundays Cover of Rolling Stones) Trying To Let Go

    Childhood living is easy to do

    The things that you wanted, I bought them for you

    Graceless Baby, you know who I am

    You know I can't let you slide through my hands

    (Refrain)

    Wild horses couldn't drag me away

    Wild horses couldn't drag me away...

    I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain

    And now you've decided to show me the same

    No sweeping exits or offstage lines

    Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

    (Refrain)


    Butterfly On A Wheel (The Mission) The Racking Of A Heart

    Silver and gold and it's growing cold

    Autumn leaves lay as thick as thieves

    Shivers down your spine chill you to the bone

    'cos the mandolin wind is the melody that turns your heart to stone

    The heat of your breath carving shadows in the mist

    Every angel has the wish that he's never been kissed

    A broken dream haunting in your sleep

    And hiding in your smile

    A secret you must keep, love cuts you deep

    Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    There's no scarlet in you, lay your veil down for me

    As sure as god made wine, you can't wrap your arms around a memory

    Take warmth from me, cold autumn wind cut sharp as a knife

    And in the dark for me, you're the candle flame that flickers to life

    Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love will break the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Wise man say all is fair in love and war

    And there's no right or wrong in the design of love

    And i could only watch as the wind crushed your wings

    Broken and torn, crushed like a flower under the snow

    And like the flower in spring

    Love will rise again to heal your wings

    Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love will heal the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

    Love will heal the wings of a butterfly on a wheel


    Love Like Blood (The Killing Joke) Another Casualty Of War

    We must play our lives like soldiers in the field

    The life is short, I'm running faster all the time

    Strength and beauty destined to decay

    So cut the rose in full bloom

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood

    Everyday through all frustration and despair

    Love and hate fight with burning hearts

    Till legends live and man is God again

    And self-preservation rules the day no more

    Oh, we must dream of promised lands and fields

    That's never fade in season

    As we move towards no end we learn to die

    Red tears are shed on gray

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood

    Till the fearless come and the act is done

    A love like blood, a love like blood


    Madame Butterfly (Pucinni) A Note At The Opera

    One good day, we will see

    Arising a strand of smoke

    Over the far horizon on the sea

    And then the ship appears

    And then the ship is white

    It enters into the port, it rumbles its salute.

    Do you see it? He is coming!

    I don't go down to meet him, not I.

    I stay upon the edge of the hill

    And I wait a long time

    but I do not grow weary of the long wait.

    And leaving from the crowded city,

    A man, a little speck

    Climbing the hill.

    Who is it? Who is it?

    And as he arrives

    What will he say? What will he say?

    He will call Butterfly from the distance

    I without answering

    Stay hidden

    A little to tease him,

    A little as to not die.

    At the first meeting,

    And then a little troubled

    He will call, he will call

    "Little one, dear wife

    Blossom of orange"

    The names he called me at his last coming.

    (To Suzuki)

    All this will happen,

    I promise you this

    Hold back your fears -

    I with secure faith wait for him.


    Adrian (Jewel) Twilight In The Day of Adrien

    Adrian came home again last summer

    things just haven't been the same around here

    people talk

    people stare

    oh, adrian, come out and play

    An unfortunate accident in a canoe

    dr. said, 'i'm sorry, not much i can do'

    the air was so still

    his eyes did not blink

    oh, adrian, come out and play

    Little mary epperson liked him

    she vowed always to watch after him

    still he did not move

    dr. said it's no use

    oh, adrian, come out and play

    She sat by his side, watched the years fly by

    he looked so fragile, he looked so small

    she wondered why he was still alive at all

    Everyone in town had that 'i'm so sorry look'

    they talked in a whispered hush, said

    'i'd turn the machines off'

    but still she sat by his side

    said, 'life he won't be denied'

    oh adrian, come out and play

    Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom

    sign above his door says welcome home

    but he just sits and stares

    he's awake but still not there

    oh, adrian, come out and play

    She sat by his side, watched the years fly by

    he looked so fragile, he looked so small

    she wondered why he was still alive at all

    And little mary apperson grew up lovely

    she still comes to visit him on sundays

    he's like an unused toy

    he's got big hands but the mind of a little boy

    oh, adrian, come out and play

    Adrian came home again last summer

    things just haven't been the same around here


    Breathe (The Cure) Prayers and Exhortations

    Breathe

    Breathe on me

    Be like you used to be

    Breathe on me

    Move in me

    Be like you used to be

    Move in me

    Move in me


    A Moment Lost (Enya) 20/20 Hindsight

    It's only now, when words are said

    that break my heart in two,

    I wonder how you can endure

    all I've said, all I say to you.

    How strong, how brave, how true of you

    to bear the hurt I gave.

    I know it tears your heart in two;

    all I've said, all I say to you.

    After all the words are said,

    after all the dreams we made;

    ev'ry one a precious one,

    ev'ry one a summer sun...

    A moment lost, forever gone,

    can never be again,

    so know how much it means to me;

    all you said,

    all you gave,

    all your love to me.


    Here's Where The Story Ends (The Sundays) 
    'A Little Souvenir Of A Terrible Year'

    People I know, places I go

    Make me feel tongue tied

    I can see how, people look down

    They're on the inside

    Here's where the story ends

    People I see, weary of me

    Showing my good side

    I can see how, people look down

    I'm on the outside

    Here's, where the story ends Ooh here's, where the story ends

    It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year

    Which makes my eyes feel sore

    Oh I never should have said, the books that you read

    Were all I loved you for

    It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year

    Which makes me wonder why

    And it's the memories of the shed, that make me turn red

    Surprise, surprise, surprise

    Crazy I know, places I go

    Make me feel so tired

    I can see how people look down

    I'm on the outside

    Here's, where the story ends Ooh here's, where the story ends

    It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year

    Which makes my eyes feel sore

    And who ever would've thought, the books that you brought

    Were all I loved you for

    Oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed

    I know where I belong

    But the only thing I ever really wanted to say

    Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong

    It's that little souvenir, of a colorful year

    Which makes me smile inside

    So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way

    Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise

    Here's, where the story ends Ooh here's, where the story ends

  8. Ask yourself this, what does closure mean to you? As we saw before some questions can be left unanswered while some feelings may be left unspoken. When we part ways with another person, no matter the reasoning we will always be stuck in our heads wondering what we did, or how could this have played out differently, right? In most cases the best thing to do is let it go and move on. Only we have feelings, even if you try to hide them, they are still there. There will come a time we can no longer fight them and soon they all will surface. Why do we as people allow this to happen? Why must we inflict that type of pain or sadness on each other? My guess is it helps you feel like the winner, as if you finally had the last word. But what happens to the one left to deal with all the pain and questioning?

     

    I had this friend I just call Mess because every aspect of his life was a mess. Now he was a nice guy not the most handsome, but tried to make up for that with his worked out body. I didn’t know his girlfriend nor did I know how he treated women. I heard through people he was always cheating and making more drama for himself then needed. I won’t get into that, unlike what people say I don’t gossip. I just tell my story as I can. 

     

    Mess and I hung out often and confided in each other. It was nice having that friend you could talk too, yet was also not connected to any other friends you both had. A few weeks after he and his girl called it quits again he came to me looking for a friend. He was crying harder than I had ever heard another man cry before. All he wanted was to speak to her one last time. He wanted to know all the whys and if he could fix this. She had blocked and deleted him out of her life this time so my guess was she was officially done. Only I wouldn’t be the one to tell him that. Since I too was going through being dropped by someone I was more then welling to be that friend. I knew we both really needed a shoulder.

     

    A few days of us complaining over the phone he suggested we try something. Since he felt we both had so much to get out. At this point anything that would help I was welling to try. I, as he wanted to get over the recent events of our love lives. He felt if I pretended to be the ex-girlfriend, he could get his remaining feelings out, then he would be the guy that left me. If we had someone to yell at and ask all the questions maybe then we could help the other deal with the present outcomes. So we decided the next morning we would no longer be the friends we were, but now the exes that needed to understand the reasons for ending our relationships. This probably wasn’t a good idea. 

     

    The next morning I woke up to a text message from Mess all it said was, “Morning baby, again I’m so sorry can we talk?” Since I was playing the upset girlfriend I didn’t respond. Which only meant an hour later he text me again saying, “Please give me one more chance. I love you and can’t do this if you are not here!” I guess he was taking this very seriously so I figured it was time to get involved.

     

    I text him back, “You hurt me more than anyone else ever has. How can I forgive you?”

     

    He responded, “Give me a chance to explain. Let’s meet somewhere tonight to talk and I promise you can say whatever you want to me okay?” I didn’t text him back for a few hours. Figured I needed to play this just the way she may. Although if this were actually the guy I was hurting over I’d play this completely differently, but it was Mess and I wasn’t going to beg him to come back.

     

    When I felt the time was right I sent a message back denying his request to see me. He began to call me over and over to the point I had to turn my phone off just so I could relax. Sure we were playing a part for each other only we should have set boundaries. Once I felt it was okay I turned my phone on to find a voicemail of Mess crying and just saying please a few times. So the next morning I text him and said, “Tonight we can talk, but that’s it.” He responded quickly stating he would pick a place for us to meet at. 

     

    That night I met him at a bar not far from my apartment. The moment I walked in he was smiling and treating me as if I were his girl. He apologized multiple times while offering explanations to every bad thing he had done. And let me tell you as he spoke I saw why she had left him. In all reality I wouldn’t even take him back. Now I wasn’t going to be mean and treat him the way she had been. He had come to me for help and I would do my best to help as I could. 

     

    Once he was done he allowed me to speak. I went off on the things that had hurt me while doing my best to act as if what he had done was the root of my problems. It felt so good to get everything out and by the way people were looking at us I could tell they believed us. It was beginning to feel as if Mess really had been my boyfriend and everything bad the others had done was all from him. I did all I could to play the victim to his games.

     

    He walked me home and that was where he hugged me tight whispering in my ear that he loved me a few times. I knew that was because of his girl, but I couldn’t lie it felt nice to hear. We parted ways and I was feeling like I had helped a friend accomplish the closure they had needed. Until the next morning when Mess text me saying, “Thank you for letting me see you last night. I love you more than my own life. I think we can make this work just please let me try again.” 

    I smiled and didn’t text back. A few hours later he called and when I answered he was crying. He kept calling me baby and again was begging me to take him back. I played it all off as I were her while saying the things I thought she would. Now I didn’t want to stroke my own ego, but I was doing a good job. For a moment there I was starting to feel this was all real. So when he asked me to let him take me out I of course said yes. Don’t ask me why.

     

    We went out that night for dinner then we went to a few bars after. He walked me home only this time when we were at my front door Mess kissed me, yes that he did. It wasn’t just a regular one it was a hard kiss of wanting. One where hands were all over the other and your tongues danced. The funny thing was neither of us fought back in fact we kissed for a good five minutes. Something must have snapped in his head because he pushed me back leaving me standing in my building alone.

     

    This is where our friendship took a turn from what it was. Yes it had started out helping the other deal with issues from a current breakup, yet now I was starting to feel as if we were dating. We began to go out every other night. Not to mention talking on the phone every night before bed and a wake up text from him. We began to use our real names and no longer called the other the name of whom hurt us. It felt odd when we both felt we had to check in with the other, along with asking for permission to go out. From this little thing we played we ironically became boyfriends. 

     

    Mess began to send me sweet messages throughout the days and took me to fancy restaurants for dinner. Then after every date ended with us standing in the hallway of my building kissing for a few minutes. As the weeks passed he sent me flowers and little gifts, which of course made me happy. I felt he had actually transformed his feelings from his ex-girlfriend to me. It was nice being treated like this. Only I knew it wasn’t a good idea. That feeling I should have listened too.

     

    One night we went out and he kept the drinks coming. Mess told me about a trip he wanted us to go on and how he wanted to take care of me. It was when he started asking to move in with me I felt if we didn’t stop this now someone would get hurt. The entire point of this was to help the other heal not to get wrapped up in someone else. I had decided that after this date I would tell him we needed to end this. I mean what straight man wanted to be doing this any ways? The dates and gifts where one thing it was the kissing that took us to a completely different realm of friendship. 

     

    I should have told him sooner because we both ended up getting really drunk and somehow I invited him up. Nothing was said he pulled me to him and our kissing began only this time it was more intense. Part of me didn’t want it to stop after all we had been doing my body just felt sex was next, but I didn’t want to cross that line with him. I could tell he had been expecting

    something because soon his clothes started to came off and as he pulled at mine I stopped him. I asked if he really thought we were dating or if he just needed to get something out of his system. 

     

    Mess became angry and got dressed while accusing me of cheating and that was when I reminded him I wasn’t her. He laughed and told me he knew that then he left.

     

    I didn’t hear from Mess for a few days and when I did all he said was, “Thanks for helping me out man. I think I’m good. We’ll chill later.” So I apparently had helped him out in his time of need and for that I was glad I could be there for a friend. 

     

    So the best thing for me to do was to let him go and be himself. Since it was all supposed to be a game I too would be good with the fact we had gotten things out. Only a few days later he called me crying again and this time he said if he didn’t see me he would do something to hurt himself. I know he was playing a part but at the same time after everything that had happened I figured it would be better if we hung out.

     

    Now we did hang out once more only for that piece of this story you will have to wait and see what happens. 

     

    When it comes to friends we always do what ever we can for them, so ask yourself how far would you go for your friends?

     

    Every story is different and every bi-curious man will take you on a different adventure. I know Mess and I didn’t actually date, in a way there was dating involved. But I couldn’t give you all of the juicy details right up front.…

     

  9. Lot's of people go to the gym and... fail hard.

     

    It's complicated. There's all sorts of machines, techniques, theories, philosophies, and just plain wrong. Even if you spend the bucks on a personal trainer, does he have the smarts to craft a program that's right for you?

     

    It took me a while to figure out what I wanted to do. At my age, it would be pretty stupid to try to make myself into Conan the Barbarian. 

     

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    We've all seen this guy at the gym. I wonder what he does for fun. I mean, besides steroids.

     

    I have discovered something that's working pretty good for me.

     

    While I absolutely detest classical aerobics, it's one of the best methods to strengthen your heart, burn fat and improve your endurance. With my knees, it would be a short dance to reconstructive surgery which is probably in my future but, I'm not looking to rush it.

     

    I started thinking how can I get the best out of a blend of aerobic and resistance training?

     

    This is what I've come up with.

     

    I start with twenty minutes on the exercise bike. Not a leisurely 20 minutes, a hard twenty minutes. This serves to get my heart rate up and warm me up.

     

    Every session I decide where I'm going to focus and its: core, legs, arms, chest. Sometimes I do specific stuff for my back but usually I focus on one of the four.

     

    Next I decide which machines or routines I'm going to do. Crunches, leg presses, bench, curls, pull ups, rowing- pick a few of them and do three sets.

     

    When you do your sets, go with lower resistance and many, many reps. This combines the action of the aerobic and resistance training. 

     

    When you finish your three sets, do 20 more minutes on the bike and repeat. Go as long as you can stand it or for as much times as you have.

     

    This has worked for me. I lost forty pounds and I'm shaping up nicely. I also like what it has done for my stamina. My doc was shocked at the change the last time he saw me. I feel and look much younger than my calendar age.

     

    There are a LOT of people thinking about how to do this. This is just how I've implemented it. 

     

    Yes- I do work out with heavier weights at times. This is what I've been focused on for some months and I can see fast progress.

     

     

  10. JayT
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    Howdy y'all. It's been awhile since I've posted anything around here. I just wanted to let everyone know that I miss y'all so much. I miss chatting with everyone and I feel like I've let some really good friends down. @Mikiesboy @mollyhousemouse @MacGreg @MichaelS36 @BlindAmbition @BHopper2 @Renee Stevens @Kitt and many many many others that I know I'm forgetting....I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been here, mainly creeping in the corner. I don't know what's wrong with me anymore. Last Wednesday at work, I had a panic attack and had to leave work and take the next day off. I have no clue what triggered it or anything. All I know is that it took a lot out of me. I miss y'all so much. Please don't forget about me...I still love you all. 

  11. Renee Stevens
    Latest Entry

    Hiya, all.

     

    So, I've been asked a few times about my trip to Denver for GayRomLit 2017. I thought it might just be easier to post a blog about it. There were a few disappointments related to my trip, but I'm trying not to focus on those too much.

     

    Overall, it was a rewarding trip and I met a lot of people over the 5 days that I was in Denver. Everyone I met was very welcoming and the organizers checked on us newbies quite often to make sure we were okay and weren't too overwhelmed. And let me tell you, the first time doing something like that, I was overwhelmed. I didn't go to a lot of the panels like I wanted to, but a lot of that was because I'd lose track of time and wouldn't realize it had already started until well after it had started. Some of them sounded really interesting though and hopefully the next time I go, I'll be able to take full advantage of all the panels up for offer.

     

    I had the supporting author signing on Thursday, and there were sooooo many people. I don't think I was quite prepared for it, but talked to a lot of people and it was amazing how many people recognized the cover of Barbed Wire Cowboy. Mann Ramblings did an awesome job on it for me, and people that didn't recognize the name, recognized the cover. I signed a few books (I had about 14 pre-orders) and a lot of postcards. I nearly ran out of the Barbed Wire Cowboy postcards.

     

    I had two lounge sessions Thursday and Friday, which are more informal. For those just kind of hang out and visit with people, offer up swag, that kind of stuff. Tables weren't assigned, but two authors shared a six foot table. Both of my lounges I ended up sitting with Featured Authors. (I went as a Supporting Author which is a lower tier). For the first one I shared a table with Wade Kelly, and let me tell you, she was sooooo friendly and when we didn't have people at our table, we visited. It was great. The second day, I shared a table with P.D. Singer and she was just as awesome. We talked quite a bit, and she even gave me some advice about how to get over my issues with focus that have been preventing me for writing. I hope to put some of her advice to work really soon!

     

    I did get my first fan girl moment which was kind of awesome. I'd been talking to this girl since Wednesday, and on Friday she came by my table during my lounge session. She was one of those who hadn't recognized the name, but instantly recognized the covers of both Barbed Wire Cowboy and No More Hiding. She was so excited to meet me that I really thought there for a minute we'd have to pick her up off the floor. She completely made my day!  She made it even more when she started saying how jealous her husband was going to be, because he liked my books just as much. I ended up giving her signed copies of both of my books. Every time I saw her after that she would get flustered, but we still visited, so that was good. P.D. Singer got a kick out of the fan girl moment and just grinned and said "Your first fan girl moment, and I got to witness it." Nothing else really exciting happened Friday, and I had dinner with a new friend (Patty) and we just hung out for the rest of the night.

     

    Saturday was the big Featured Author signing and Patty and I wandered around together. I got to meet a lot of wonderful authors, and even got a brief "in the moment" reading from Andrew Grey! I visited with so many authors that I've read that it was surreal (TJ Klune, Andrew Grey, KC Wells, Charlie Cochet, Wade Kelly, Layla Dorine, SJ Himes, etc). And let me tell you, they were all so nice and I got pictures with a lot of them too!!! I also talked to a couple publisher representatives, a few review blogs (one of which requested I send them Barbed Wire Cowboy for review), some editors, etc. I also now have a fight scene consultant (if needed) and a ranch consultant (considering he bought Barbed Wire Cowboy, I'm just really hoping I didn't screw something up!!!!) Saturday, we had an early dinner and while waiting for our dinner to be delivered, sat and visited with K.C. Wells. Absolutely wonderful lady!!!!

     

    Then it was time to get ready for the costume party, and that was almost a disaster. Before we go there, there was a lot of controversy surrounding one of the the major sponsors for GRL this year. The Cockyboys. First off, they were all super nice, visiting with people, being willing to take pictures, and just very friendly. I ended up in the elevator with them a few times, and always willing to talk. I realized exactly how great these guys are when I started to get ready for the costume party. I was going as a Saloon girl, as the theme was The Wild West. I'd searched online and after ordering two separate costumes, I finally had one I liked, that fit well. As I was getting ready, the zipper came apart, with the little slide part of it coming completely off. Well, believe it or not, I actually had a pair of pliers in one of my bags, so I fixed it. All good, right? I wish!!!!! Since it was already weakened, it came off again. I didn't see much point in trying to fix it again and at this point was about ready to say bag it. A friend I had with me ran down to the hotel store, hoping to find safety pins.

     

    When she came back, she brought help in the form of Taylor (one of the Cockyboys). Apparently he held the elevator for her when she hollered, and when he heard what was going on, he immediately came to help. He had snaps with him, but unfortunately he had forgotten the tools for the snaps. Poor Taylor spent ten to fifteen minutes trying to get the snaps to work using the pliers I had. When that didn't work, he helped Patty fix the safety pins in such a way that you couldn't see them, and wouldn't have known anything was wrong with my costume. It just amazed me that he rushed to help like he did.

     

    Overall it was a good weekend, despite a few hiccups and disappointments. There was a primary group of about 12 people that were great support for me throughout the weekend, and hopefully it won't be too long before I can go again and get to see all these wonderful people that made my first GRL so wonderful. The drive home wasn't the funnest as 4 1/2 hours of the drive was me fighting 60+ MPH crosswinds. But I made it home safely, and in the end, that's all that matters :)

     

    If you want to see pictures, hopefully you can here:

    https://photos.app.goo.gl/FEX7HSlyhpcNebo23

     

     

     

  12. Renee Stevens
    Latest Entry

    By Renee Stevens,

    I've had quite a few messages asking about the return of Ask An Author, so here it is: Ask An Author 2.0. It won't be exactly like Dark always did it, but hopefully you enjoy getting the answers you've asked just as much as in the past. One major difference is, at least to start, we're only going to look at two authors at a time. Without further ado, here's the first Ask An Author 2.0.  Today we're going to hear from Hudson Bartholomew and Timothy M.

     


     

    The first author for today is Hudson Bartholomew. Hudson was raised by conservative immigrant parents and grew up straddling two cultures with often times conflicting perspectives on life. Instead of conforming to either, she tries to find a third way that brings together the positive elements of both. Having spent much of her life on the outside looking in, Hudson likes to write stories about outsiders who fight to carve out their place in society, and overcome everyday challenges to find love and happily ever afters.

     

    You're pretty new to GA, but I personally think you're one to watch. I'm impressed with all I've read from you so far. Did you always know you wanted to write and do you have any rituals when you get to it?

     

    1. Did you always know you wanted to write? 

     

    I have a distant memory of a grade school project where we wrote short stories with pictures and our teacher helped us bind them into books with fabric covers. I think that's when I fell in love with writing. Since then, I have had an on-again, off-again relationship with writing. School, work, life, people I love who dismiss writing as "a waste of time," these have all drawn me away from writing at some point. My old computer is filled with half written stories that will never see the light of day. Despite all these things, however, I always end up coming back to it because that's where I feel most like the real me. A couple of years ago, I finally admitted how much writing meant to me and I committed to making it a regular part of my life. What I discovered is that the more I write, the more I fall in love with writing. So, Writing--you're stuck with me now. 

     

    2. Do you have any rituals when you get into it? 

     

    I don't have any rituals, per se. But I find that I need a certain level of distraction in order to concentrate, if that makes any sense. If all I have is the story in front of me, my brain will quickly wander off. But if I'm writing and also chatting with a friend online, my brain is preoccupied just enough that I can keep writing for hours on end. I'm strange, I know. 

     


     

    The second author for today is Timothy M. Tim is from Denmark and is known for sprinkling his posts and stories with Danish words and references to the webcomic Scandinavia and the World. He's also a prolific writer of story reviews and comments, as well as editor for several authors.

     

    As a regular contributor to the site as well as being a popular author, how do you strike a balance between writing your own material and reading and reviewing other authors' work. Do you for example set aside a certain amount of time each day, where you are offline, to concentrate on your writing.

     

    No, I write when inspiration strikes me and I have time. I usually give priority to editing for others, and also to writing reviews, reading and commenting. This is probably one of the reasons my stories progress veeery sloooowly, to the frustrations of my readers. Sorry :*)  But they are patient and nice, giving me the occasional prod by PM or story topic post, and only resorting to threats of pitch forks and tying me to the computer, when I've lapsed on updating for too long. :lol: In fact, I sometimes feel a little guilty about the pleasure I get from having Hungry Birds cheeping at me for more. 

     


     

    Well, that's it for this month!!! If you have a question you'd like to ask an author, send it to me and I'll pass the question on and see about getting it answered!

     

  13. Renee Stevens
    Latest Entry

    By Renee Stevens,

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    I'd like to thank all of the authors who participated in the Halloween Short Story Contest! There were a lot of great entries and I'm sure it was hard to choose who to vote for. Thank you everyone who voted for your favorite story and a big Thank You to Reader1810 for collecting the votes. Stories will be properly attributed to the correct authors very soon. Congratulations to the winners: @aditus @Mikiesboy and @Dodger!!!!

     

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    The first place winner will receive a 6 month premium membership, the 2nd place winner will receive a 3 month premium membership, and the 3rd place winner will receive a 1 month premium membership. All winners need to contact me to let me know if they would like their prize attributed to their account or would like to give it away to someone else.

     

    And now, time for the big Author Reveal!!!!

    Dom Does Halloween
    Mikiesboy

    In Between
    Craftingmom

    Zombies Like Us
    Dodger

    Horrible Holiday
    Comicfan

    Calavera
    CassieQ

    Shade
    Cole Matthews

    Purgatory
    Aditus

    The House on O'Reilly Hill
    Carl Holiday

    Oh, The Humanity!
    Valkyrie

    The Naked and the Dead
    Bill W

    If You Go Out In The Woods Today
    Puppilull

     

     

     

  14. Whelp. I didn't make it past the semi-finals, but that's okay, because I never thought I'd make it that far to begin with!! I was up against some published and professional authors and I'm very proud of myself for taking a leap of faith and entering the contest at all. 

     

    BIG :thankyou::thankyou::thankyou: to everyone who voted for me!! I :heart: you all! 

  15. Last night I went on the Wilmington Halloween Bar Loop, for my 4th year doing it. It was a really good time- I flew solo again and dropped about 59 dollars total on Uber. (My belief has always been paying 50 to 100 dollars on a cab ride is much, much cheaper than a DUI.)

     

    I hit up Chelsea Tavern, Ernest and Scott Taproom, a Mexican bar, Trolley Tap House, Catherine Rooney's, and Trolley Oyster House. The Loop is no longer utilizing the buses as a free shuttle, so I decided not to hit up the Firestone Roasting House on the Riverfront like I did last year.

     

     I stuck to a reasonable 6 drinks. My tolerance level is vastly reduced and I didn't feel like puking. I went as a Blue Barracuda from Legends of the Hidden Temple, which was fun. I did not think anybody would remember that show, but I got a shit ton of compliments from people that night about my costume. Two people even took a picture of me. One really cool moment happened when I found another guy dressed up as a Blue Barracuda. We joked about being each other's missing teammates, and people complimented us on being total randos that just happened to be teammates. LOL.

     

    It was a fun night. Definitely better than last year, when absolutely only one person got that I was Dustin from Stranger Things, and I broke my phone when I dropped it at the Trolley Square Oyster House. I was lucky enough that I was able to hail a taxi, but yeah, it wasn't nice having to replace my phone.

     

    I don't really do the party thing anymore, but it's fun to go back to your old party boy self every once in awhile.

     

     

  16. First off, apologies to everyone who wondered where I wandered off to. I went home this weekend to go curling in a local bonspiel (tournament) with my team from two years ago. We just lost on the A-side semifinals, and it feels bittersweet to me.

     

    First the good. I'm so proud of the four of us. We can back together after a season away from each other and we took a perennial provincial qualifier right into the last shot of the extra end. We made the semifinals and to get there we beat a different junior provincial champion. We were under pressure from the other teams right from game one on Friday and we held together and kept each other's spirits up, even in the grim moments we had at different points in the weekend. 

    I've been curling for fifteen years now, and I will never, ever curl as well as I did this weekend ever again. Something changed in me this weekend, and maybe it was the fact that this was supposed to be fun and none of the usual attendant pressure was with me in the competition, but I was utterly at ease and was making shots that world champions hesitate on. I made it look easy this weekend, and for once I didn't get down on myself when I did miss a shot or two. This weekend was a test for me to see if I could honestly compete with people at a provincial championship and who are the top calibre players in the province. The fact that I kept pace with these people made me feel good about myself, and even if it ends up being fleeting and I never get it back, I know that I have that capacity within me to shine and lead the way. As time goes on I'll forget the individual shots that were made or missed, but I won't forget this feeling of being so completely at ease and simply knowing that I could do anything. 

    My team was magnificent, I couldn't ask for three better people to play with again. All three rose to the occasion and being around people who accept me for who I am made all of this worthwhile. My boys are crazy, but playing with them made a good weekend that much better. A special shoutout to my one teammate who hadn't even played since the last time we were all together, and who shook the rust off in plenty of time for us to push towards playoff Sunday. 

     

    With all of the fun that I had and the memories I made, I'd be remiss unless I reflected on the things that just didn't work out. 

     

    Losing hurt. Losing by half an inch in the extra end hurt more. The part that kills me is that's on me. A split second lapse in judgment and a second's worth of hesitation cost us a chance at the championship finals. I compounded that error by not pressing the option I had to measure, even though I was pretty sure that we still would have lost. I should have asked for a measure, as it could have given us a win.

    There were some ugly misses along with my good shotmaking, and it is to my detriment that I wasn't able to correct those mistakes even during the game. It was a consistent inability to read the ice and get a handle on the weight for the shots being called, and it very nearly cost us our early games as well. 

    I was disappointed by the amount of drinking done by my teammates. I don't drink, and while I understand that other younger people like to drink on the weekends and at events like this, we're still also competitors. There's no need to have multiple pitchers of beer in a single night, especially when we've got a game the following morning. That couldn't have benefited their play, and  of course we'll never know how things could have gone down if everyone had been completely sober. 

     

    I'm glad I came down, and I proved a lot to myself this weekend. But I won't deny that this hurt more than I thought it would to get so close and fall short.

  17. Raphael Farmer
    Latest Entry

    I am very excited to share my brand new short story with you guys. This one is called FIREFLY and is available for free. I wrote this one in one sitting as it was one of those occasions where everything just fell into place in my head. It is darker than my previous short story so it'll be different. Hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think. :D

     

    For 14 year old Jon, the best thing about his friend Patrick is his good-looking older brother, Spencer. It’s just a crush, after all – what harm could come from wanting to spend a little more time with Spencer? But when Jon’s crush grows from love into obsession, all the usual boundaries become blurred – and he becomes willing to risk everything to get what he wants. 


    My new ebook FIREFLY is now available for FREE. Follow the link to download your copy.


    https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/755179
     

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    The Music of the Darkness

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    1. Daylight Goodbye (Message to Bears) – 
      General Theme for ‘Gone From Daylight’
    2. Genesis (Nightcrawler) – In The Beginning Was . . . Justin
    3. Blackwater (Rain Tree Crow/David Sylvian) – 
      The Dark Waters of a Troubled Soul
    4. Waiting For The Night (Depeche Mode) – Taryn’s Watchful Waiting
    5. At Night (The Cure) – Navy Pier at Night
    6. Moonlight Sonata (Beethoven/Dark Music Specialists) – The Moon, the Lake, and Blessed Oblivion
    7. Ocean Eyes (Flawes) – Justin Through Taryn’s Green Eyes
    8. Green Eyes (Daniel Ferri / Coldplay) – Taryn Through Justin’s Ocean Eyes
    9. A Strange Kind Of Love (Peter Murphy) – True Love In The Darkness
    10. Join Me In Death (Him) – Taryn’s Dark Gift
    11. The Last Sunset (The Unfinished) – Justin Spends His Last Day
    12. Take A Picture (Filter) – Reborn in Darkness
    13. Lost Boys and Girls Club (Dum Dum Girls) - Justin’s New Family In Darkness
    14. Shadows On Your Side (Duran Duran) – Adventures In The Night
    15. All Night Long (Peter Murphy) – Half-Lifes In The City
    16. Memphisto (Depeche Mode) – Comicality’s Theme
    17. Assimilate (Skinny Puppy) – Fighting To Survive This Dark New World
    18. The Same Deep Water As You – Justin’s Plaintive Appeal To Understand
    19. Demons (Gavin Mikhail / Imagine Dragons) – Justin’s Distance In Fear
    20. Time After Time (Taryn Southern / Cyndi Lauper) – Taryn’s Guiding Love
    21. Lovesong (The Cure) – Justin and Taryn and the Wrist Bonds
    22. Some Sort Of Paradise (Robin Guthrie) – When Every Time is the First Time
    23. If I Lost You (Shiny Toy Guns) – Justin’s Unbearable Dreaming
    24. Kill Of The Night (Gin Wigmore) – Hateful Hunting
    25. Do Ya Think I’m Sexy (Revolting Cocks / Rod Stewart) – Trevor’s Teases
    26. The Underground (Celeda) – IceZone
    27. A Stranger Love (De Lux / Classixx) – Justin and Taryn In The IceZone
    28. Heaven (Savoir Adore) – Dion and Dylan In Heaven
    29. Adagio For Strings (Tiësto) – War in the IceZone
    30. Mysterium (Hammock) – The Prophecy and The Horror
    31. Queen of the Night (Whitney Houston) – Maria’s Vampire Aria
    32. Blood Rage (Nightcrawler) – Rage Ascendant
    33. Pretty Toy (Velvet Acid Christ) – The Beauty and the Darkness
    34. Feral Love (Chelsea Wolfe) – The Beast in the Rogue Angel
    35. Long Hard Road Out Of Hell (Marylin Manson) – The Endless Inner and Outer War In Darkness
    36. Rage (WWE) – Rage Attacks
    37. The Sound Of Silence (Disturbed / Simon and Garfunkel) – The Sacrifice
    38. My Name Is Ruin (Gary Numan) – Justin’s Madness
    39. Non-Stop Violence (Apoptygma Berzerk) – Never Safe
    40. A Time For Us (Celtic Women) – Justin and Taryn’s All Too Precious Time Together
    41. Slug Bait (Throbbing Gristle) – Murder
    42. Never Surrender (The Crüxshadows) – Justin Relentless
    43. Hymn To The Fallen (Voces8) – The Great Mourning
    44. Nothing Shatters Like A Heart (Moto Boy) – Lamentations In The Darkness
    45. The Soft Goodbye (Celtic Women) – The End Of Forever
    46. There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (The Daysleepers / The Smiths) – The Dawning Awareness
    47. Embrace (Pastel Ghost) – Taking In And Holding Close
    48. Stars (Djustin) – Justin Sees
    49. So Alive (The Goo Goo Dolls) – There Is No Death - Only Change.
    50. Morning Beautiful (The Unfinished) – The Vampire Dawn

    Lyrics

    Daylight Goodbye (Message to Bears) – General Theme for ‘Gone From Daylight’

    Overture


    Genesis (Nightcrawler) – In The Beginning Was . . . Justin

    The dark world at midnight

    Woke up by the moonlight

    The dream that you dreamed on that ship knowing that I would’ve waited

    I don’t want you to know that you have got such a hold on me

    Cause even though I feel this way I lack any control of me

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    You’re the one that I turn to

    The world shining so bright

    The haze in the sunrise

    It seems like a scene from your favorite movie with my happy ending

    I don’t want you to know that you have got such a hold on me

    Cause even though I feel this way I alack from control of me

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    Body up, up I know I learned true love because you are someone to turn to

    You’re the one that I turn to


    Blackwater (Rain Tree Crow/David Sylvian) – The Dark Waters of a Troubled Soul

    I haul you in a sea of silence
    On the borderline of truth
    Hope and violence

    I see no sun
    I see no place I've loved
    Depending on the signs to find the road

    Blackwater
    Take me with you
    To the place that I have spoken
    Come and lead me
    Through the darkness
    To the light that I long to see again

    I walk with you
    But sleep beside her
    If summer came and went
    It passed us over

    I see her cry
    I see the face I've loved
    Depending on the blind to find the road

    Blackwater
    Take me with you
    To the place that I have spoken
    Come and lead me
    Through the darkness
    To the light that I long to see again

    Blackwater
    Take me with you
    To the place that I have spoken
    Come and lead me
    In the morning
    To the land that I long to see again


    Waiting For The Night (Depeche Mode) – Taryn’s Watchful Waiting

    I'm waiting for the night to fall

    I know that it will save us all

    When everything's dark

    Keeps us from the stark reality

    I'm waiting for the night to fall

    When everything is bearable

    And there in the still

    All that you feel is tranquillity

    There is a star in the sky

    Guiding my way with its light

    And in the glow of the moon

    Know my deliverance will come soon

    I'm waiting for the night to fall

    I know that it will save us all

    When everything's dark

    Keeps us from the stark reality

    I'm waiting for the night to fall

    When everything is bearable

    And there in the still

    All that you feel is tranquillity

    There is a sound in the calm

    Someone is coming to harm

    I press my hands to my ears

    It's easier here just to forget fear

    And when I squinted

    The world seemed rose-tinted

    And angels appeared to descend

    To my surprise

    With half-closed eyes

    Things looked even better

    Than when they were open

    Been waiting for the night to fall

    I knew that it would save us all

    Now everything's dark

    Keeps us from the stark reality

    Been waiting for the night to fall

    Now everything is bearable

    And here in the still

    All that you feel is tranquility


    At Night (The Cure) – Navy Pier at Night

    Sunk deep in the night

    I sink in the night

    Standing alone underneath the sky

    I feel the chill of ice

    On my face

    I watch the hours go by

    The hours go by

    You sleep

    Sleep in a safe bed

    Curled and protected

    Protected from sight

    Under a safe roof

    Deep in your house

    Unaware of the changes

    At night

    At night

    I hear the darkness breathe

    I sense the quiet despair

    Listen to the silence

    At night

    Someone has to be there

    Someone has to be there

    Someone must be there


    Moonlight Sonata (Beethoven/Dark Music Specialists) – 
    The Moon, the Lake, and Blessed Oblivion

    Dark version of Beethoven's masterpiece


    Ocean Eyes (Flawes) – Justin Through Taryn’s Green Eyes

    I've been watching you for some time

    Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes

    Burning cities and napalm skies

    Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

    Your ocean eyes

    No fair

    You really know how to make me cry

    When you give me those ocean eyes

    I'm scared

    I've never fallen from quite this high

    Falling into your ocean eyes

    Those ocean eyes

    I've been walking through a world gone blind

    Can't stop thinking of your time and life

    Careful creature made friends with time

    You're left so lonely with a diamond mine

    And those ocean eyes

    No fair

    You really know how to make me cry

    When you give me those ocean eyes

    I'm scared

    I've never fallen from quite this high

    Falling into your ocean eyes

    Those ocean eyes


    Green Eyes (Daniel Ferri / Coldplay) – Taryn Through Justin’s Ocean Eyes

    Honey you are a rock

    Upon which I stand

    And I come here to talk

    I hope you understand

    That green eyes

    Yeah the spotlight, shines upon you

    And how could anybody deny you, Boy

    I came here with a load

    And it feels so much lighter

    Now that I met you

    And honey you should know

    That I could never go on without you

    Green eyes

    Honey you are the sea

    Upon which I float

    And I came here to talk

    I think you should know

    That green eyes

    You're the one that I wanted to find

    And anyone who tried to deny you

    Must be out of their mind

    Because I came here with a load

    And it feels so much lighter

    Since I met you

    And honey you should know

    That I could never go on without you

    Green eyes

    Green eyes

    Oh oh oh oh

    Oh oh oh oh

    Oh oh oh oh

    Honey you are the rock

    Upon which I stand


    A Strange Kind Of Love (Peter Murphy) – True Love In The Darkness

    A strange kind of love

    A strange kind of feeling

    Swims through your eyes

    And like the doors

    To a wide vast dominion

    They open to your prize

    This is no terror ground

    Or place for the rage

    No broken hearts

    White wash lies

    Just a taste for the truth

    Perfect taste choice and meaning

    A look into your eyes

    Blind to the gemstone alone

    A smile from a frown circles round

    Should he stay or should he go

    Let him shout a rage so strong

    A rage that knows no right or wrong

    And take a little piece of you

    There is no middle ground

    Or that's how it seems

    For us to walk or to take

    Instead we tumble down

    Either side left or right

    To love or to hate


    Join Me In Death (Him) – Taryn’s Dark Gift

    Baby join me in death

    We are so young

    Our lives have just begun

    That's already we are considering

    Escape from this world

    And we've waited for so long

    For this moment to come

    Was so anxious to be together

    Together in death

    Oh oh oh

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    Would you die?

    Baby join me in death

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    This world is so cruel

    Placing we're here only to lose

    So before life tears us apart, let

    Death bless me with you

    Oh oh oh

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    So would you die?

    Baby join me in death

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    Join me in death

    oh oh oh

    This life ain't worth living.

    Join me, join me, join me,

    Join me, join me, join me

    This life ain't worth living

    Oh oh oh

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    So would you die?

    Baby join me in death

    Would you die tonight for love?

    Baby join me in death

    Baby join me in death.


    The Last Sunset (The Unfinished) – Justin Spends His Last Day

    Emotional Instrumental


    Take A Picture (Filter) – Reborn in Darkness

    Awake on my airplane

    Awake on my airplane

    My skin is bare

    My skin is theirs

    Awake on my airplane

    Awake on my airplane

    My skin is bare

    My skin is theirs

    I feel like newborn

    And I feel like a newborn

    Awake on my airplane

    Awake on my airplane

    I feel so real

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember - yeah

    I don't believe in

    I don't believe in your sanctity your prophecy

    I don't believe in

    I don't believe in sanctity or hypocrisy

    Can everyone agree that no one should be left alone

    Can everyone agree that they should not be left alone

    And I feel like a newborn

    And I feel like a newborn (kicking and screaming)

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember - yeah

    Hey dad what do you think about your son now?

    Hey dad what do you think about your son now?

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember

    Could you take my picture

    Cause I won't remember - yeah


    Lost Boys and Girls Club (Dum Dum Girls) - Justin’s New Family In Darkness

    A void in my head

    The hole in my heart

    I fill them with things

    Which all fall apart

    I enlist the gods

    And all the frauds

    We are hand and glove

    Daisy chains of love

    There's no particular place we are going

    Still we are going (yes we are)

    There's no particular place we are going

    Still we are going (yes we are)

    I rise and shine

    And I look behind

    Your eyes are black x's

    Of hate and of hexes

    My soul of vapor

    I'm light as a feather

    And I bind together

    The pain, the pleasure

    There's no particular place we are going

    Still we are going (yes we are)

    The lost boys and girls club

    The lost boys and girls club


    Shadows On Your Side (Duran Duran) – Adventures In The Night

    Shackled and raised for a shining crowd

    They want you to speak but the music is louder than all of their roar

    With the heat off the planet's core

    But the shadows are on your side as soon as the lights go down

    In the darkest place you can find you belong to the hands of the night

    Promises made with a distant friend

    Truth should be known it can only bend to a tune of it's own

    Hey you'll never hear that voice again

    Scandal in white on a tangled vine

    With everybody to say that your having the time of your life

    When your life is on the slide

    But the shadows are on your side as soon as the lights go down

    In the darkest place you can find you belong to the hands of the night

    Shadows are on your side as soon as the lights go down

    In the darkest place you can find you belong to the hands of the night

    Ah, ah

    Ah, ah

    Spinning a compass to choose your way

    You can run you can dive you can stand and you can soar

    Whichever way you can be sure

    That the shadows are on your side as soon as the lights go down

    In the darkest place you can find you belong to the hands of the night

    Shadows are on your side as soon as the lights go down

    In the darkest place you can find you belong to the hands of the night

    Shadows on your side

    The shadows are on your side

    Shadows on your side

    The shadows are on your side

    Shadows on your side

    The shadows are on your side

    Shadows on your side


    All Night Long (Peter Murphy) – Half-Lifes In The City

    When the night is closing

    Eyes are running wild

    Then I hear you humming

    All night long

    The sign I see it

    Tell me am I true

    All I need from you is

    All I see

    This city's paved with cold

    Playboys buying fun

    Seems there is no hunter left

    Without his hunting gun

    Can you feel the light

    The air is wild open

    Oh you see the light it's coming through

    It's there in the distance

    Always offered to me

    Always coming over a hill

    Oh your see-saw smile

    Lasts me all night long

    Like a siren's curl

    When the night is long

    Now come hold my hand

    No bad vibe hearts

    Hold my hand you know

    This journey could be long

    Yeah the seasons come in

    All the nights are woven

    All the nights we'll see them through

    Ah no hundred men now

    Would dare cut into us

    We'll go on and see it through

    Belle,

    Une rose qui a joue son role

    Mon Miroir,

    Mon clef d'or

    Mon cheval

    Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance

    Je voulais livrer

    Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant

    A votre main droite

    Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l'etre

    When the night has come in

    Your eyes are running wild

    Then I hear you humming

    All night long

    Yeah the sign I see it

    Yeah the times I see it

    All I need to know from you

    Is all I see

    Can you feel the light

    The air is wild, open

    Oh you see the light,

    It's coming through

    It's there in the distance

    Always offered to me

    Always coming over a hill

    Yeah the seasons come in

    All the nights are woven

    All the nights we'll see them through

    Ahh no hundred men now

    Would dare cut into us

    We'll go on and see it through


    Memphisto (Depeche Mode) – Comicality’s Theme

    Mysterious Instrumental


    Assimilate (Skinny Puppy) – Fighting To Survive This Dark New World

    Oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor

    It's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere

    In our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace

    Yellow journal yellow journal set the pace feel the rage

    Manifestations of a sort so insidious off the point

    Simple solution never confusion sport a gun kill a cop

    Crazy world of weary thought so receive me had enough

    Lock me up lock me up

    Rot and assimilate so hot to annihilate

    Deviation tonic mess prolonged existence innocence

    Is he who speaks isn't weak wheelchair virtue so to speak

    Bubonic plague the truth of aids immunity avoid decay

    In the trench of pestilence the bible screams announce your faith

    Mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing

    Degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation

    Protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda

    Completely black with no steps back

    Hot to assimilate we'll rot or annihilate

    Agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain

    Accusations clanking chains experiments with the groans of pain

    All prefer no one blames the terror in an animal's screams

    In cages our future - the answers insane


    The Same Deep Water As You (The Cure) – Justin’s Plaintive Appeal To Understand

    Kiss me goodby

    Pushing out before I sleep

    Can't you see I try

    Swimming the same deep water as you is hard

    The shallow drowned lose less than we

    You breathe the strangest twist upon your lips

    And we shall be together

    And we shall be together

    Kiss me goodbye

    Bow your head and join with me

    And face pushed deep reflections meet

    The strangest twist upon your lips

    And disappear the ripples clear

    And laughing break against your feet

    And laughing break the mirror sweet

    So we shall be together

    So we shall be together

    Kiss me goodbye pushing out before I sleep

    It's lower now and slower now

    The strangest twist upon your lips

    But I don't see and I don't feel

    But tightly hold up silently

    My hands before my fading eyes

    And in my eyes your smile

    The very last thing before I go

    The very last thing before I go

    The very last thing before I go

    I will kiss you, I will kiss you

    I will kiss you forever on nights like this

    I will kiss you, I will kiss you

    And we shall be together


    Demons (Gavin Mikhail / Imagine Dragons) – Justin’s Distance In Fear

    When the days are cold

    And the cards all fold

    And the saints we see

    Are all made of gold

    When your dreams all fail

    And the ones we hail

    Are the worst of all

    And the blood’s run stale

    I want to hide the truth

    I want to shelter you

    But with the beast inside

    There’s nowhere we can hide

    No matter what we breed

    We still are made of greed

    This is my kingdom come

    This is my kingdom come

    When you feel my heat

    Look into my eyes

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide

    Don’t get too close

    It’s dark inside

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide

    When the curtain’s call

    Is the last of all

    When the lights fade out

    All the sinners crawl

    So they dug your grave

    And the masquerade

    Will come calling out

    At the mess you made

    Don’t want to let you down

    But I am hell bound

    Though this is all for you

    Don’t want to hide the truth

    No matter what we breed

    We still are made of greed

    This is my kingdom come

    This is my kingdom come

    When you feel my heat

    Look into my eyes

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide

    Don’t get too close

    It’s dark inside

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide

    They say it's what you make

    I say it's up to fate

    It's woven in my soul

    I need to let you go

    Your eyes they shine so bright

    I want to save that light

    I can't escape this now

    Unless you show me how

    When you feel my heat

    Look into my eyes

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide

    Don’t get too close

    It’s dark inside

    It’s where my demons hide

    It’s where my demons hide


    Time After Time (Taryn Southern / Cyndi Lauper) – Taryn’s Guiding Love

    Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,

    And think of you

    Caught up in circles confusion--

    Is nothing new

    Flashback--warm nights--

    Almost left behind

    Suitcases of memories,

    Time after--

    Sometimes you picture me--

    I'm walking too far ahead

    You're calling to me, I can't hear

    What you've said--

    Then you say--go slow--

    I fall behind--

    The second hand unwinds

    If you're lost you can look--and you will find me

    Time after time

    If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting

    Time after time

    After my picture fades and darkness has

    Turned to gray

    Watching through windows--you're wondering

    If I'm OK

    Secrets stolen from deep inside

    The drum beats out of time--

    If you're lost you can look--and you will find me

    Time after time

    If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting

    Time after time

    You said go slow--

    I fall behind

    The second hand unwinds--

    If you're lost you can look--and you will find me

    Time after time

    If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting

    Time after time

    Time after time...

    Time after time...

    Time after time...

    Time after time...


    Lovesong (The Cure) – The Wrist Bonds

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am home again

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am whole again

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am young again

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am fun again

    However far away

    I will always love you

    However long I stay

    I will always love you

    Whatever words I say

    I will always love you

    I will always love you

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am free again

    Whenever I'm alone with you

    You make me feel like I am clean again

    However far away

    I will always love you

    However long I stay

    I will always love you

    Whatever words I say

    I will always love you

    I will always love you


    Some Sort Of Paradise (Robin Guthrie) – When Every Time is the First Time

    Sweet Interlude


    If I Lost You (Shiny Toy Guns) – Justin’s Unbearable Dreaming

    We stay up every night

    We fade away

    But now you're living in a dream

    I'm torn apart from the one I love

    Oh, my baby, where have you gone?

    You know I'm sending angels to watch you sleep

    'Cause I'm always on the run

    And I don't know what I'd do if I lost you

    And what in the world would I do without you?

    I try to picture memories we made

    On these cold and lonely nights,

    Sometimes it's hard to see your face

    Soon, my baby, when I return

    I swear we'll make up every moment to erase the morning sun

    And I don't know what I'd do if I lost you

    And what in the world would I do without you?

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    And what in the world would I do without you?

    And I don't know what I'd do if I lost you

    And what in the world would I do without you?

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you

    I wonder what I'd do if I lost you


    Kill Of The Night (Gin Wigmore) – Hateful Hunting

    The street's a liar

    I'm gonna lure you into the dark

    My cold desire

    To hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart

    The danger is I'm dangerous

    And I might just tear you apart

    Oh, ah, oh

    I'm gonna catch ya

    I'm gonna get ya, get ya

    Oh, ah, oh

    I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh

    You're my kill of the night

    Now you're mine

    But what do I do with you, boy

    I'll take your heart

    To kick around as a toy

    The danger is I'm dangerous

    And I might just tear you apart

    Oh

    I'm gonna catch ya

    I'm gonna get ya, get ya

    Oh, ah, oh

    I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh

    I'm gonna catch ya

    I'm gonna get ya, get ya

    Oh, ah, oh

    I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    This is a bad town for such a pretty face

    Oh

    I'm gonna catch ya

    I'm gonna get ya, get ya

    Oh, ah, oh

    I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh

    You're my kill of the night


    Do Ya Think I’m Sexy (Revolting Cocks / Rod Stewart) – Trevor’s Teases

    He sits alone, waiting for suggestions.

    He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions.

    His lips are dry, his heart is gently pounding.

    Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?

    If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,

    Come on, sugar, let me know.

    If you really need me, just reach out and touch me.

    Come on, honey, tell me so.

    He's acting shy, looking for an answer.

    Come on, honey, let's spend the night together.

    Now, hold on a minute before we go much further.

    Give me a buck so I can buy a rubber.

    They catch a cab to his high-rise apartment.

    At last he can tell him exactly what his heart meant.

    If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,

    Come on, sugar, let me know.

    If you really need me, just reach out and touch me.

    Come on, honey, tell me so.

    His heart's beating like a drum,

    'Cause at last he's got this boy home.

    Relax, baby. Now we're all alone.

    They wake at dawn, 'cause all the birds are singing.

    Two total strangers, but that ain't what they're thinking.

    Outside it's cold, misty, and it's raining.

    They got each other. Neither one's complaining.

    He says, I'm sorry, but I'm out of KY Jelly.

    Never mind, sugar. We can watch the early movie.

    If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,

    Come on, sugar, let me know.

    If you really need me, just reach out and touch me.

    Come on, honey, tell me so.


    The Underground (Celeda) – IceZone

    Let me take you on a trip, just a simple journey
    A journey full of sound and beats
    One that will lead you down, way down
    To the underground, i said the underground
    Where your body begins to tremble
    And your hands become just a little nimble
    The underground


    Now let me see you work
    Let me take you on a trip
    Where the party children are waiting
    And theres no concert playing
    At the underground


    Where your feet can take the flight
    And the dj makes it right
    The underground baby, the underground
    Bu-bu-bump, and dance (x6)
    If u can hang ´til daybreak, u know u r coming home late (x2)
    The underground baby, the underground


    Its dark in here, you can feel it all around, the underground (x3)
    Now let me see you work
    Bu-bu-bump, and dance (x8)
    Let me take you on a trip, just a simple journey
    A journey full of sound and beats
    One that will lead you down, way down
    To the underground


    Where your body begins to tremble
    And your hands become just a little nimble
    The underground


    A Stranger Love (De Lux / Classixx) – Justin and Taryn In The IceZone

    If you're sure of yourself tonight
    Grab a coat and a suit and a tie
    Place the links on the cuffs of your shirt
    Making sure that your hair is done first

    In your heart, in your mind
    Your love, he wakes up paralyzed
    By your gaze tonight
    He will fall tonight

    I fell asleep in your big house dreaming
    He would wait for me to say goodnight
    In my heart, in my head he's turning
    Goodbye, goodbye tonight

    'Cause it's a stranger love
    And it's a stranger love tonight
    Yeah it's a stranger love

    And if you're sure of yourself tonight
    Grab a coat and a suit and a tie
    Place the links on the cuffs of your shirt
    Making sure that your heart doesn't hurt

    In your heart, in your mind
    Your love, he waits in all the lines
    For all the guys tonight
    He will fall behind

    I fell asleep in your big house dreaming
    He would wait for me to say goodnight
    In my heart, in my head he's turning
    Goodbye, goodbye tonight

    'Cause it's a stranger love
    And it's a stranger love tonight
    Yeah it's a stranger love


    Heaven (Savoir Adore) – Dion and Dylan In Heaven

    In the night, in the darkest of dark

    We are bright, we are holy fire

    The light, crash into the ground

    Lovers with a foreign name

    Say it, do you feel the same?

    The word worth fighting for

    Echoes crash into it all

    We separate, the bodies fall

    Heaven

    I'm in heaven

    Heaven

    I'm in heaven

    In the night, it's a one shot shot to the light

    We are holy fire in the fight

    It keeps us holding on

    Was it just another game?

    Say it once and feel my pain

    A love worth fighting for

    One on one into it all

    We sacrifice the ones we call

    Heaven

    I'm in heaven

    Heaven

    I'm in heaven

    Will it die

    If we close our eyes in the dark

    Heaven

    I'm in heaven


    Adagio For Strings (Tiësto) – War in the IceZone

    Thumping EDM set to a dirge


    Mysterium (Hammock) – The Prophecy and The Horror

    Mysterious and ominous instrumental


    Queen of the Night (Whitney Houston) – Maria’s Vampire Aria

    I've got the stuff that you want

    I've got the thing that you need

    I've got more than enough

    To make you drop to your knees

    'Cause I'm the queen of the night

    The queen of the night

    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

    Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm right

    I've got the feeling and I'm willing tonight

    Well I ain't nobody's angel

    What can I say, I'm just that way

    I've got the stuff that you want

    I've got the thing that you need

    I've got more than enough

    To make you drop to your knees

    'Cause I'm the queen of the night

    The queen of the night

    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

    'Cause I'm the queen of the night

    The queen of the night

    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

    You've got a problem with the way that I am

    They say I'm trouble and I don't give a damn

    But when I'm bad I know I'm better

    I just want to get you, and turn it up for you

    I've got the stuff that you want

    I've got the thing that you need

    I've got more than enough

    To make you drop to your knees

    'Cause I'm the queen of the night

    The queen of the night

    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

    'Cause I'm the queen of the night

    The queen of the night

    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah


    Blood Rage (Nightcrawler) – Rage Ascendant

    Suspenseful Instrumental


    Pretty Toy (Velvet Acid Christ) – The Beauty and the Darkness

    Such a pretty toy
    Such a pretty toy to play with
    Such a pretty toy
    Such a pretty toy to play with

    A Gun on the floor
    A hole in your head
    Just like a whore
    You wish you were dead

    A gun on the floor
    A hole in your head
    Just like a whore
    You wish you were dead

    In your eyes, In your neck
    In your mind, In your heart
    In your eyes, In your mind
    In your heart, In your soul

    In your eyes, In your neck
    In your mind, In your heart
    In your eyes, In your mind
    In your heart, In your soul

    Such a pretty toy
    Such a pretty toy to play with
    Such a pretty toy
    Such a pretty toy to play with


    Feral Love (Chelsea Wolfe) – The Beast in the Rogue Angel

    Run from the light

    Your eyes black like an animal

    Deep in the water

    I care for no one but the offspring of your mind

    Run from the one who comes to find you

    Wait for the night that comes to hide

    Your eyes black like an animal

    Black like an animal

    Crossing the water

    Lead them to DIE

    We press for the water, press for the river, press for the rain

    We press for the water, press for the river, press for the pain

    We press for the water...


    Long Hard Road Out Of Hell (Marylin Manson) – 
    The Endless Inner and Outer War In Darkness

    I want to fly into your sun

    Need faith to make me numb

    Live like a teenage christ

    I'm a saint, got a date with suicide

    Oh Mary, Mary

    To be this young is oh so scary

    Mary, Mary

    To be this young i'm oh so scared

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

    You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

    Spin my way out of hell, theres nothing left of this soul to sell

    Live fast and die fast too

    How many times to do this for you?

    How many times to do this for you?

    Mary, Mary

    To be this young im oh so scared

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

    You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    Long hard road, out of hell

    I wanna live, I wanna love

    But its a long hard road, out of hell

    Sell my soul for anything, anything but you

    Sell my soul for anything, anything but you


    Rage (WWE) – Rage Attacks

    I'm takin back what's mine, I ain't givin' in

    Do what they tell me? Naw, I ain't listenin'

    Can't deny I was ready for this

    Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss

    I'm takin back what's mine, I ain't givin' in

    Do what they tell me? Naw, I ain't listenin'

    Can't deny I was ready for this

    Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss

    Can't help but feelin' like a beast in the cage

    Somebody let me out I'm 'bout to feast on the rage

    I'm piecing the plays together while y'all sleep on the way

    That I keep on it 24/7 I'll sleep in the grave

    And you can bet that

    Cause if you thinkin' for a minute

    That you catchin' me slippin'

    You can forget that It's probably obvious I came for the throne

    Snatch the crown from your dome

    Now the king's come home

    I'm takin back what's mine, I ain't givin' in

    Do what they tell me? Naw, I ain't listenin'

    Can't deny I was ready for this

    Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss

    I'm takin back what's mine, I ain't givin' in

    Do what they tell me? Naw, I ain't listenin'

    Can't deny I was ready for this

    Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss

    Pay attention better listen close

    To the knowledge I be droppin' off the top I'm on a mission so

    Put in the work and then you get the dough

    And if you gotta sacrifice it all to get it

    Then you get it go!

    Damn right thats the mind state

    Of a savage on path with a time frame

    Aligned to define fate

    Tried through the times and the mind games

    Thats why I do it my way,

    And I say I'm takin back what's mine, I ain't givin' in

    Do what they tell me? Naw, I ain't listenin'

    Can't deny I was ready for this

    Shove it back in the faces who say I'd miss


    The Sound Of Silence (Disturbed / Simon and Garfunkel) – The Sacrifice

    Hello darkness, my old friend

    I've come to talk with you again

    Because a vision softly creeping

    Left its seeds while I was sleeping

    And the vision that was planted in my brain

    Still remains

    Within the sound of silence

    In restless dreams I walked alone

    Narrow streets of cobblestone

    'Neath the halo of a street lamp

    I turned my collar to the cold and damp

    When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

    That split the night

    And touched the sound of silence

    And in the naked light I saw

    Ten thousand people, maybe more

    People talking without speaking

    People hearing without listening

    People writing songs that voices never share

    And no one dared

    Disturb the sound of silence

    Fools, said I, you do not know

    Silence like a cancer grows

    Hear my words that I might teach you

    Take my arms that I might reach you

    But my words, like silent raindrops fell

    And echoed in the wells of silence

    And the people bowed and prayed

    To the neon god they made

    And the sign flashed out its warning

    In the words that it was forming

    And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

    And tenement halls

    And whispered in the sounds of silence


    My Name Is Ruin (Gary Numan) – Justin’s Madness

    When they called me broken, I knew

    When they called me evil, I knew

    When they called me ruin, I knew

    I would always find my way to you

    When I beg forgiveness, they knew

    When I beg for mercy, they knew

    When I beg for nothing, they knew

    I would always find my way to you

    My name is ruin, my name is vengeance

    My name is no one, no one is calling

    My name is ruin, my name is heartbreak

    My name is loving, but sorrows and darkness

    My name is ruin, my name is evil

    My name's a war song, I sing you a new one

    My name is ruin, my name is broken

    My name is shameless, I'll tear you wide open

    When I called you poison, you knew

    When I called you shameful, you knew

    When I called you a liar, you knew

    I would always find my way to you

    I'll show you ruin, I'll show you vengeance

    I'll show you no one, and no one is calling

    I'll show you ruin, I'll show you heartbreak

    I'll show you loving, and sorrow and darkness

    I'll show you ruin, I'll show you evil

    I'll sing you a war song, I'll sing you a new one

    I'll show you ruin, I'll show you broken

    I'll show you shameless, I'll tear you wide open


    Non-Stop Violence (Apoptygma Berzerk) – Never Safe

    Come close, step inside

    Radiance from the dying world

    Contagious and careless

    You're spreading your disease among us

    Warm sweat, no regret

    All you see is the TV set

    While people around you

    Are dying like flies

    Non-stop violence, they feed us cascades

    Of non-believers dying in the sand

    Feeding us with violence, we face the fall of man

    Believe me, and catch me if you can

    Catch me if you can!

    Come close, step inside

    Radiance from the dying world

    Contagious and careless

    You're spreading your disease among us

    White noise in your ears

    Your eyes look like monitors

    But what you need is silence

    And a positive vibe

    Not your TV!

    Non-stop violence, they feed us cascades

    Of non-believers dying in the sand

    Feeding us with violence, we face the fall of man

    Believe me, and catch me if you can

    Catch me if you can...

    So I took shelter in tomorrow

    Tomorrow will bring a brand new day

    Think I make it by tomorrow

    Think I need more sleep today

    Lets play for keeps again tomorrow

    I need a pill to stay awake

    I guess I'll always hate tomorrow

    Until it's far away...away...


    A Time For Us (Celtic Women) – Justin and Taryn’s All Too Precious Time Together

    A time for us, someday there'll be

    When chains are torn by courage born of a love that's free

    A time when dreams, so long denied

    Can flourish as we unveil the love we now must hide

    A time for us at last to see

    A life worthwhile for you and me

    And with our love through tears and thorns

    We will endure as we pass surely through every storm

    A time for us, someday there'll be

    A new world, a world of shining hope for you and me

    A time for us at last to see

    A life worthwhile for you and me

    And with our love through tears and thorns

    We will endure as we pass surely through every storm

    A time for us, someday there'll be

    A new world, a world of shining hope for you and me


    Slug Bait (Throbbing Gristle) – Murder

    A song about murder with lyrics so disturbing that Throbbing Gristle was once called 'the ruin of civilisation'


    Never Surrender (The Crüxshadows) – Justin Relentless

    Languid waves of desperation

    Fall before the rains

    A vanguard to approaching war

    Is borne upon the sea

    The icy breath of cyclones bent

    On waging our destruction

    Drills hard against the hearts of heroes

    Called here to defend

    And I see storms on the horizon

    I see the tempest at the gates

    I see storms on the horizon

    And a citadel alone

    Clinging brave, defying fate

    And I will stand here

    At the gates to face

    The onslaught fighting

    Without surrender or defeat

    I will never surrender

    With Troy besieged by tyrants' greed

    In Hector's memory, God willing

    We shall save this victory

    Without surrender or defeat

    I will never surrender

    Sudden silence, I realize

    Breaking teardrops in the rain

    With every breathing moment

    The pillars are sustained

    And waking hands attached to nothing

    Tightly clutching close

    Each sleeping vision speaks unheard

    And heaven only knows

    Paris' arrow landed true

    Paris' arrow landed true

    Paris' arrow landed true

    Down upon your heel

    I will never surrender

    This Troy

    She will not fall again

    This Troy

    She will not fall

    I will never surrender


    Hymn To The Fallen (Voces8) – The Great Mourning

    Choral music in honor of those who are no more


    Nothing Shatters Like A Heart (Moto Boy) – Lamentations In The Darkness

    When the last light is over us

    And the night is in your eyes

    There are things that only

    Only your eyes can show me

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    Nothing matters when we are apart

    We can only fall apart

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    I pray it´s you with every call

    I am nothing but a wind up doll

    I let it twist me in every way

    I´d do anything u say

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    Nothing matters when we are apart

    We can only fall apart

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    I can´t just leave you

    Without your smile what am I to do

    It´s not as easy as you say

    You´ve changed my life in every way

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    Nothing matters when we are apart

    We can only fall apart

    Nothing shatters like a heart

    And it hits me like a dart

    Was it over from the start

    Baby when you fall apart, fall into my arms

    Nothing Shatters Like A Heart!


    The Soft Goodbye (Celtic Women) – The End Of Forever

    When the light begins to fade

    And shadows fall across the sea,

    One bright star in the evening sky

    Your love's light leads me on my way

    There's a dream that will not sleep,

    A burning hope that will not die

    So I must go now with the wind,

    And leave you waiting on the tide

    Time to fly, time to touch the sky

    One voice alone, a haunting cry

    One song, one star burning bright,

    May it carry me through darkest night

    Rain comes over the gray hills,

    And on the air, a soft goodbye

    Hear the song that I sing to you

    When the time has come to fly

    When I leave and take the wind

    And find the land that faith will bring,

    The brightest star in the evening sky

    Is your love waiting far for me


    There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (The Daysleepers / The Smiths) – 
    The Dawning Awareness

    Take me out tonight

    Where there's music and there's people

    And they're young and alive

    Driving in your car

    I never, never want to go home

    Because I haven't got one anymore

    Take me out tonight

    Because I want to see people

    And I want to see life

    Driving in your car

    Oh, please don't drop me home

    Because it's not my home, it's their home and I'm welcome no more

    And if a double-decker bus crashes into us

    To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

    And if a ten-tonne truck kills the both of us

    To die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine

    Take me out tonight

    Take me anywhere, I don't care

    I don't care, I don't care

    And in the darkened underpass

    I thought oh God, my chance has come at last

    But then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

    Take me out tonight

    Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

    I don't care, I don't care

    Driving in your car

    I never never want to go home

    Because I haven't got one, oh, I haven't got one

    And if a double-decker bus crashes into us

    To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

    And if a ten-tonne truck kills the both of us

    To die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out

    There is a light and it never goes out


    Embrace (Pastel Ghost) – Taking In And Holding Close

    Figure in the distance

    I want you there’s no resistance

    Embrace me tenderly

    Faceless like a shadow

    Sense you when I’m alone

    Embrace me tenderly

    My heart’s desire a burning fire

    So intimate alone

    A sudden kiss your pale lips

    It’s over now I need you

    Like an apparition

    Hold me with no conditions

    Embrace me tenderly


    Stars (Djustin) – Justin Sees

    Imagine your thoughts, your voice

    Drawn by the force that you cast

    We'll meet tonight if the stars align

    We'll choose our fate I'll follow you, follow you

    Until I know you by heart

    I see you ahead walking slow

    Is this a sign? Should we connect?

    I may catch your eye if you let me

    Compelled by a force I take my chance

    We'll meet tonight if the stars align

    We'll choose our fate I'll follow you, follow you

    Until I know you by heart


    So Alive (The Goo Goo Dolls) – There Is No Death - Only Change

    Feeling like a hero, but I can't fly

    No, you never crash if you don't try

    Took it to the edge, now I know why

    Never gonna live if you're too scared to die

    Gonna disconnect from the hardwire

    Time to raise a flag for the ceasefire

    Staring down the hole inside me

    Looking in the mirror

    Making peace with the enemy

    Hey hey-ey-ey (hey)

    Hey hey-ey-ey

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive (hey)

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    Open up my heart like a shotgun

    Blinded by the light of a new sun

    Get up, get up, get out and get done

    For the first time I feel like someone

    Breaking down the walls in my own mind

    Keeping my faith for the bad times

    Get up, get up, stand like a champion

    Take it to the world

    Gonna sing it like an anthem

    Hey hey-ey-ey (hey)

    Hey hey-ey-ey

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive (hey)

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive (hey)

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    I am no man of steel

    I have no heart of stone

    Don't tell me how it feels

    I'll find it on my own

    Never gonna live if you're too scared to die

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive (hey)

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive (hey)

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    You can make it on a wish if you want to

    I'm so alive, I'm so alive, I'm so alive


    Morning Beautiful (The Unfinished) – The Vampire Dawn

    Inspiring Instrumental Finale

  19. We talk often together about our lives, about D/s and what it means to all of us here who have chosen this lifestyle. I say choose, but is it a choice?  I could never choose to be submissive, just as tim could not be a Dominant.  But as we are, we are two halves, and only together are we whole. 

     

    as always, for my sweet boy, I leave you this;

     

     

    This Dom’s Pledge

     

    As days tumble into years

    you are still with me.

    A gift, as precious to me as any treasure

    More, since you come to me on your knees

    Into my hands you place your heart and mind

    And body.

    Trusting I will keep you safe, protecting you always

    As is my wont and my duty

    I promise you now, as I promised you then

    To be all for you, to care and protect you

    Until I am no more

     

    **********************

  20. October is Down syndrome awareness month, so I'd like to do my part and spread awareness of this often misunderstood syndrome.  In 1866, Dr. John Langdon Down, a British physician described the syndrome and called it "mongolism".  Until the 1970s, people with Down syndrome were called "mongoloids".  In 1959 a French geneticist discovered that individuals with Down syndrome possessed an extra chromosome.  The correct name is Down syndrome, not Down's syndrome.  In the past, individuals with Down syndrome were placed in institutions, hidden away from society in often deplorable conditions.  They were treated as subhuman and not allowed the opportunity to show just how capable they are.  

     

    Willowbrook State School in Staten Island, NY was one such place.  In addition to the abuse and neglect the individuals who lived there suffered from indifferent staff, overcrowding, and even other residents, they also had to suffer from subpar medical care and even medical experiments performed without permission.  I first learned about the horrors of Willowbrook during my orientation when I started working at my current place of employment.  I've had several people on my caseload who used to live at Willowbrook and it breaks my heart whenever I see that in someone's history.  I am thankful to organizations like the one I work for who provide safe and stable homes for individuals with developmental disabilities.  There are safeguards in place to prevent abuse, and while it does still happen at times, it is not the rampant problem it once was.  

     

    People with Down syndrome are actors/actresses, business owners, and athletes.  They can do anything neurotypical individuals can; it might just take them a little longer to learn how.  They are loving, friendly, and full of joy.  Next time you see someone with Down syndrome, give them a smile and a little wave and see what you get in return.  I bet it will make both of your days.  

     

    Information about Down syndrome: 

     

    http://www.ndss.org/about-ndss/our-team/ambassadors/goodwill-ambassador/straight-talk-with-chris-burke/down-syndrome-awareness-month/

     

    http://www.nads.org/about-us/history-of-nads/

     

    History of Willowbrook:

     

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willowbrook_State_School

     

    Link to my April Fool's Day contest story "Downhearted", which, while fictional, is based on the mannerisms and behavior of several individuals on my caseload: 

     

     

  21. quokka
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    Hi

    Just letting all my readers know that Outback is back online, with a re-edit

    of the first chapter complete

     

    Regards Quokka

  22. AC Benus
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    Here's a poem and my translation of it.

     

    El Desdichado

    de Gérard Labrunie, ou Gérard de Nerval

     

    Je suis le Ténébreux – le Veuf – l’Inconsolé,
    Le Prince d’Aquitaine à la Tour abolie:
    Ma seule Etoile est morte – et mon luth constellé
    Porte le Soleil noir de la Mélancolie.

     

    Dans la nuit du Tombeau, Toi qui m’as consolé,
    Rends-moi le Pausilippe et la mer d’Italie,
    La fleur qui plaisait tant à mon coeur désolé,
    Et la treille où le Pampre à la Rose s’allie.

     

    Suis-je Amour ou Phébus ?… Lusignan ou Biron?
    Mon front est rouge encor du baiser de la Reine;
    J’ai rêvé dans la Grotte où nage la sirène….

     

    Et j’ai deux fois vainqueur traversé l’Achéron:
    Modulant tour à tour sur la lyre d’Orphée
    Les soupirs de la Sainte et les cris de la Fée.

     

     

    The Desolate

    by Gérard Labrunie, aka Gérard de Nerval

     

    I am the tombs – the widower – the unconsoled, 

    The prince of Aquitaine in his tower abandoned: 

    My one and only star is dead – my strings unfold  

    Melancholy's black light whose sun is most weakened.

     

    In the night of the graves, your tears held me controlled, 

    So now return Posillipo, Naples' fair wind, 

    The flower my afflicted heart liked so much of old,

    And the trellis where grape and rose were jointly pinned.

     

    Am I Venus or the Sun...? Brave king or coward?  

    My brow is still flushed from the kiss of the sovereign; 

    I dream yet of the grotto where swims the siren….

     

    Twice crossing the river of the dead, I scoured

    For my turn on Orpheus' lyre to play

    For saintly sighs, and the cursed screams of the fey.

     

     

     

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    Note:  The poem was published in 1853 as part of a series of twelve Sonnets written while the man was incarcerated for mental instability. The title is Spanish means “the desolate”; “the wretched”; “the unfortunate” etc. For some interesting and detailed analysis of the poem and its images, see here: https://everything2.com/title/El+Desdichado

     

     

  23. Dodger
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    This may be a tad controversial and put me firmly on the radar of MI6 but I want to talk about the Royal Family. You know, the ones that live on the other side of the Atlantic but rule Canada.

    Now I’ve been accused in the past of being a bit of a queen, but I’ve never been much of a royalist and I cannot see any benefit in continuing with a British Monarch as the head of state in Canada.

    I won’t be fooled, I know for a fact that there’s no such thing as Kings, Queens, Princes, and Princesses. It’s all made up; they belong in Walt Disney films and fairy-tales, but they’re not real. Let’s face it, they’re just ordinary people who have been lucky enough to land a cushy number. They weren’t chosen by God as some goofballs would have you believe, they haven’t got blue blood, and they didn’t pull any swords from stones or slay any dragons either. They got to the throne by mercilessly torturing and killing anyone who dared to oppose them, including members of their own family—especially members of their own family. The present Queen Elizabeth II is a descendant of Henry VIII (1st Cousin 14 times removed), who relatively speaking, must surely be assured a place in the rogue’s gallery of the worlds most blood-thirsty despots. There are many other unsavoury characters in her bloodline; too many for it to be coincidental, but rather than apologise on behalf of her sadistic ancestors, she positively basks in their memory, proudly displaying portraits of these well-documented monsters as if they were Mother Teresa. 

    If you add up the number of murders directly attributed to this family and the resulting wealth that they have accumulated, they may just be the most successful crime family of all time but surely in the modern world, their days are now numbered.

    In the UK, their popularity has been steadily decreasing since the Diana debacle and it’s no surprise—given their list of previous—that many Brits believe that there was some sort of foul play involved in her death. Well, that’s a surprise, who would have thought?

    I believe that it’s unconstitutional to have an unelected foreign head of state in Canada, and I’m not alone. According to the latest Forum Poll conducted in 2015, 73% of Canadians would prefer to have an elected Canadian as their head of state. Unsurprisingly, on a provincial level, Quebec has the highest percentage of anti-monarchists with over 90% in favour of replacing the Queen. Those figures, if correct, do not bode well for William and Kate but they only have themselves to blame. They seem completely out of touch with the ordinary people and in particular the youth who will ultimately be the ones who decide on their future.

    It doesn’t help when you get married dressed like the Duke of Wellington at the Battle of Waterloo. I mean really, what groom carries a sword on their hip these days? It was another bonding opportunity wasted by a family still struggling to adjust to the twentieth century, let alone this one and they wonder why young people around the world find it difficult to relate to them.

    It was back to the drawing board but they know that the public love a Royal baby so the heir to the throne and his good lady have been at it like rabbits and knocking out sprogs quicker than a Catholic whore house. However, as formidable a weapon as this is in the hands of the press, poor William, bald already, just doesn’t look as if he has the spunk for this type of fight!

    Seriously though, most Canadians I believe, are misinformed about the role of the monarchy in their country. They know that the Queen’s on the money—in more ways than one—but they also believe that she has no real power in Canada. Wrong! Everyone knows that the Governor-General is chosen by the Prime Minister, but that’s more of a gentleman’s agreement than a constitutional rule of law. Officially the Queen chooses that appointment to carry out her ceremonial duties as head of state and that’s the key, she is the head of state.

    They may also be unaware that they are contributing to the British Royal Family from their taxes. Canadians pay $1.57 per person per year to support the Queen or just over $50 million per annum. It’s not a lot when you look at it like that, but it is when you consider that the British only pay $1.32 per person per year and they get to keep the crown jewels.

    Don’t get me wrong, I’m not attacking the UK or the British people in any way. My mother was English, I started school there, and spent most of my childhood and some of my adult life in London. I have dual nationality and I still haven’t shaken my English accent. I’m proud of my heritage but I’m not proud of the Royal Family, who in my opinion have done precious little to distinguish themselves or justify their enormous wealth and privilege in this world.

    I believe that the British monarchy has no future in Canada and that they should be replaced with a Canadian, democratically elected head of state, similar to the system that they have in France. This change should come about when the reign of the present Queen Elizabeth II comes to an end. In other words, when she’s brown bread.

    I will finish with a quote from Paul Heinbecker. A prominent Canadian diplomat and policy advisor, taken from an article in ‘The Globe and Mail’.

    “We should change the Oath of Citizenship to require new Canadians to swear allegiance not ‘to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, Queen of Canada, Her Heirs and Successors…’ but just to Canada, and to the Canadian Constitution and rule of law.”

    Is this too much to ask? What do you think?

    I’m not just looking for Canadian responses here but from all over the world. The USA, UK, Australia, France, and Scandinavia (I know that you also have Kings and Queens, it’s just that nobody knows who they are).

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    clochette
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    Hello my little flower I love so very much.

     

    As every Monday I come spend I little moment with you my love. When a good 10 hours ago we were still in each other arms honey and you know kitten it is really sad that Sunday only last one day. If only we could still be Sunday today to be close to you my love. Alas we have to wait until Thursday evening. 

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    He was a man of very few words and I can say I never heard him say that much terms of endearment to my grandma in a whole week. I guess they were very private.

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