Guest Arlequin Posted December 10, 2001 Report Posted December 10, 2001 My Life is about a DREAM ! The first attempt was abandoned because of my own mediocrity. Then without let my heart cry the fail, I erased it from the Big Book of the Nicest. After this sadness, I was looking, inside my heart, for a Muse. Nothing is more beautiful than to creat by the breath of the deep Inspiration. My Muse was often the Love of the magnificent woman... a naked girl, shy and loveable with the face of the pretty everything. Herself isn't more than the heart beating. However, this happy Muse changed and guided me in darkness of my torments. My heart... for the first time of my human being existence, was obscured by the Beauty of Sadness, Despair and Madness which supervised me since always. The Gothic of this moment openned my eyes in the dark crossing of my Destiny... Many things and oneiric visions attacked me suddenly. A such gray wall which would hide a green meadow. The message is clear and disastrous : Welcome in the darkness of my Dream, Where sometimes come to lose the Reasons of my Madness. A Vampire, to which I entrusted my heart, a creature of the Shade without light and heat inside of herself. From these bloodstained eyes, the torments of her fatal past, she showed me my future : a light in the night without star. A fate within a destiny. Moon. Do I have to understand that I lost myself in the abysses of my heart ? or of my madness ? I entered and I followed the Moon. Illusion or Reality ? Despair or Hope ? I catched a fleeting glimpse of the Crucifixes of the End, however I am indeed among : Nobody here ? Where I am ? The tranquility of this framework terrified me. This Quietude was the mark of Death. Just a fantastic animal. Its purity could not be real. A white light was emanated from all its body. It gambaded carefree a such point of Life among Death - wings of angels around a body of an animal - Victim and guilty. servile and rebel. generous and cruel. That drives me crazy. Unless this angelic pegasus was the witness that all things owns his balance. Even in the terrifying recesses of my Madness. It immortalized the Rebirth which even in front of Styx, greets Death, itself. Two worlds are clashing since thousand and thousand-years-old. Order and Chaos. This River, Styx, is the link between these two worlds which are, now I understood it : the same one! What is the humanity ? I raised the eyes towards this intriguing sky in order to seek an answer. This sky which is nothing more that the Muse of any human being. This Muse, our Inspiration, lives with the disastrous one of our Shade. And burned by the Love of beautiful, I will not have the sublime honor To give my name to the abyss Which will be used to me as tomb. Thus the reason of my presence on the Moon is revealed to me. What should be my conclusion ? This balance cannot be broken. I see it in my Oneiric dream. I awake finally... ... A question did not receive an answer : Was this the Truth or the Veracious Lie of the Truth ? Living unhappy or dead tormented. I cannot to stay there, to contemplate my people which laugh whereas its laughter means the tears somewhere else. As the light which creates a shade to all that it blesses ! I cannot to give up my people who are satisfied with the misery of the life. Enemis, That Les Fleurs du Mal guide your steps... all my sympathy will accompany you to the gates by my Oneiric Pact. Trembled with all your heart, since the celestial share of the life is limited. The destruction of your Beauty will make it possible to increase my Beauty. and I will grant only his Shade to you! And I will pull down all Walls which will be able to hide me the Truth of my ultimate question : What I am ?
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