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Wednesday, April 9th, 2014 09:21 pm
Here I sat in meditation
and I unlock a memory in my heart.
A vision, a tale, a fantasy, a dream,
but it is nonetheless a truth
of my Beloved.

I remember that he had rode many fine horses
and I remember he had lead many fine men.
Such fearsome lots, those men,
who bore heavy arms and silver armor,
and swords and arrows and spears
and carriers of a flags bearing their
family's name.
They had many fine weaponry and armory.

If he could tell me the story of how he lead
his men to their deaths, he would tell me,
"We all died for honor."

And then he waited for my opinion
on the matter, and I said to him,
"Very well, my love. Live and fight with no regret."

"But I cannot raise my sword without
the blessing of the Queen."

With a sigh, knowing I will never
see my beloved again,
I took his sword, kiss the blade
that will runneth with hot red blood,
of those that will sever the ties the greed and filth
of those who oppose us,
his enemies, his foes will meet his friends
on the graves of their battlefields as corpses.

Knowing I cannot stop him for love or money,
I said to my King with no bitter or regret
but with hate of the enemy that bid his company to the battlefield.

The wife of the Lord of the land can do no other
than to stir the hellish fire in his heart with courage
to fight his enemy,

"Go. Go my love and swear that your enemy
will never see the light of day.
Go ride and skewered their hearts with thy sword
in my honor.
Go fight to keep the peace for our people,
go fight in the blaze of glory and show them your fire
to instill fear in their hearts."

With a nod, he barely shed a tear or demonstrate mercy,
and he said,
"I swear. Thy command be done. I shall go."

The road to hell is paved with good intentions
and on his throne, I sat
awaiting his return
and after the war is over
his knights return with his body and armor in tow
for the Hero's welcome
and within my power
I send my king to his resting place
to the cold embrace of a grave
and the fiery flames of a funerary pyre

In your castle, I silently wept
and in your castle, I silently slept
Until the day has come when your knights
bury me beside you once more
as your faithful wife and queen.

But alas, the story happened long ago
in a long distance past that one calls history
and history is dead and long perished in the memory

A fairy tale romance that is kept alive forever in Spirit.
I no longer remember any names other than my own.
I no longer remember the rolling hills of green
of our homeland where the spirit of Albion reside.

I only remember my name, the castle, and
the blazing fires of courage that my husband rode
on his war stallion.
Sword in one hand and the shield in the other
and the chivalry and the fight for honor.

With the memory and story being told,
I wrapped a cloak of peace around my Beloved
blazing in my heart and I told him,
"Beloved alas! I hath remember thee!
I have not forgotten our vow of marriage
and eternal love that day
that we made before our Lord, our God.
You have return from your journey at long last
to be with me once more!"

"And what dost thou to say to me, Beloved?" He asketh of me.

I simply look into his eyes, smiled, and said in my humbleness,
"Despite my sufferings, they compared little to thee."
I wrapped him into my embrace, and whispered,
"You humble me. I love you."
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Wednesday, April 9th, 2014 12:42 am
Her name is Despair
and she is your lover

She's haunt your dreams at night
She's the loneliness in your space
She's the gnawing hunger of anxiety that keeps you awake

She reminds you why you're alone
She's reminds you why you left her
and why she keeps haunting you every waking day

She is Despair
and she is your misery and your lover
and she asked you,
"Why you're scared? Why you're in pain?
In the silence of the night,
I'll be your companion
and lover
and collect your moans, your grief,
your tears, and your fears."
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Tuesday, April 8th, 2014 09:20 pm
She was a maiden who awaited his return
The good knight who defends her honor
and went on a Crusades to reclaim the Holy Land
in the name of the King

She was a maiden being seranaded in her tower
being courted by a minstrel knave, a bard whose silvered honey tongue
knows many a good songs
and she listened with rapt attention and obssesion

She was a queen who stood by her husband
He was a King, weathered by storms, aged by conflict
and she loves him, stood by his side
loyally to death, to the bitter end

She pledged her soul to the knight
She pledged her to the bard
She pledged her soul to the king

And though they bid her to free herself from them
For they are foolish men
Seeking riches, glory, and the Kingdom of God
In their quest to reclaim Jereselum

Little did they know that Heaven lies within her breast
Pleasure seeks in her heart and in their beds
leaving much to be desired
Songs, tongues, gold, and power

"Let us go" they said, pleading in their humility
Heaven, her Heaven, they felt too unworthy of such a seat
And life after life, death after death
She stubbornly refused and said, "No, for I love no other than thee."
For she made a vow of Eternal Love
that survives better death after death

Perhaps the faster way to go to Heaven
is through go through her Hell
Lord have Mercy
Do not let your wife to suffer
for your pride and foolishness
for in her Eternal Love for you
She hath not forsaken you
and never will
to the bittersweet end

"My Good Lord, my sweet love, my dear husband
So beautiful, so honest
this is my fantasy and reality
where I will never forsaken my vow
of the sacred promise
the eternal vow of everlasting love.
I love thee forever and ever.
Free me from this life
and bade me to do thy will.

In God's name we trust
May the Lord never abandon us
and I will never abandon you.
You give me this Gift and in my promise
I shall take your soul to heaven and you take mine
in solemn promise, my Cherished Beloved
where we reside in Glory,
Forever united in heart and soul,
Halleulah Amen.
This is my dream."
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Tuesday, April 8th, 2014 09:18 pm
"Only you know of my desires
God only knows how long I waited for you
In my garden of secrets
where in my heart I long and ache for your return

Until then no one will remain here
but only you
Where I nurture the erotic fantasy
of worshipping you at your feet
on my knees
and you will take me into your Heart
Where I lie sighing in your eternity
Drunk in the ecstasy of your presence

My God, my Lord, My Master
You are my Obsession
and my soul belongs to you
take my lust and love
for the only cure to this madness
is your kiss

Take me to your Garden
where you are my dream"
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Monday, April 7th, 2014 09:17 pm
Quantum angel, where would you run?
Quantum angel what do you do for fun?

Quantum angel, did you know?

You're a spirit not of this universe,
but from another universe.

You have travelled through time,
space, galaxies, dimensions

You run, jump, leap
from one parallel reallity to the next
Which density do you like?
Dense, tough, free, light, airy, dark, heavy
measure the mass and gravity

Discovering new worlds, new findings, new species,
new beings and unite them to the Higher Source

Quantum angel, do you know where you're going?
We would like to know, we would like to know
because we love you and love to watch you grow
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Sunday, March 30th, 2014 09:16 pm
"When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh"
Coldplay - Paradise


That is one of her names
"The Quantum Angel."
She would run away in her sleep
And keep bumping into people she would meet

She keeps forgetting all the time
that even her heart keeps forgetting

Not suring what she would say
She keeps on dreaming on lovers
and never knowing why

That's the mystery of her life
Whatever stormy skies she can surely fly
Trying to find paradise in a wasteland
of dreams

The truth is she would either be with me
or herself when she's lonely
Within the timespan of the energy
that which she desires
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Monday, March 3rd, 2014 10:08 pm
Note: From Jade to Saphir

Thank you.
Thank God for you.
For teaching me what not to do
and what to create and not to create

I hugged you for one last time
For this is the end of our reunion
For at long last, you let me go
in this final good-bye

I wish we talk more
and let our love speak
but I feel disconnected

I really do miss you

But right now I'm on a mission
to save the human race
and because of your love
you saved me.

I'm off to heal the world
to save them.

You probably don't know
what you did to me
for you are who you are
Just being you.

But this is who I am.
I can't believe you remember me
and I'm the one who let you go.

I suppose you wanted to be happy
and my mission is vastly different
than yours.

Bless you.
I'm grateful to you.
If I never met you, than
I wouldn't understand how this experience
feels to me.

And now I'm on a worn beaten path,
made for me alone.
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Sunday, February 2nd, 2014 09:15 pm
And I don't think,
you'll ever understand my suffering.

Let me sleep in peace and silence
among my red roses.

Roses so red
that fills my head with dreams inside
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Wednesday, January 1st, 2014 08:04 pm
This is where I longed to be.

This is where I want to be.

This is my favorite fantasy.

Beneath your wings,

such peaceful, powerful grace.

My soul seeks sleep

in Eternal rest.

I can finally weep

My soul was heavy

from my burdens of madden grief.

My armored angel beckons

to my sore need

where I rest in gratitude

and my angel said,

"Maiden, I have come

and heard of your prayer.

Take heed of my words

Your soul, blossoming like a red rose

I praise of thee.

Come, I'll tenderly nurture you

with a touch and a kiss

of love's undying loyalty

close to death

in vain and despair,

And when you awaken,

it's no longer a dream.

You see yourself in my eyes

and you'll know that it is my soul that

reflects it's true desire."

"Who?"

"You. Briar of the Rose."

Take me away,

take me away.
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Saturday, December 28th, 2013 03:58 am
I dreamed of stars
I keep on forgetting
The cold numbs me
Purifies the mind
I want the pleasure of your warmth
and weight
To hear the warmness of your voice onxe again
To me, that's a rush of light

I remember
I remember you loved me once
Once, once in a lifetime
A painful memory of night and stars
You followed me
where I thought no one would
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Wednesday, December 18th, 2013 11:46 pm
Beloved Mars, known as Ares to me
I see how your army
were devoted to you
and they whispered among themselves
how they were prepared for Hades,
their final destination at the end
of their final day.

You made you mark at the high noon,
they are ready to follow you into
the heat of the battle on this
summer day.
On your command they raised their spears,
their swords, and they rejoiced as you promise them victory.

The blood of your foes will surely be spilled,
staining your divine armor.
I Venus will await you at our home, our temple, our bed
and I will wash you and clean you with my love,
for you are holy to me after a successful battle.

Those warriors of yours,
they prayed to me,
the promise of love and beauty
of their lovers and wives
upon their return.
I will grant their prayers
as you lead them.

Lead with glory, my Lord Almighty
God of War, my Mars,
my warrior, my beloved.

Oversee the battlefield,
be victorious.
Don't let your army ever divide,
protect them,
let them stay together in numbers!

You, oh only you, hold the strength of our nation
and keep together our beloved dear Empire!
For we smile upon our people
who pray to us
and so you said to me,
"Yes, love. I have heard them."
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Wednesday, December 18th, 2013 11:45 pm
You're cold, you're beautiful, my delicious Queen
You're fragile, you look like a doll on your throne
You're wild, untameable, a she-wolf baring her fangs
and in your raging passions
you want to bite me over and over
and I want to be punished by my icy mistress

Do you enjoy loosing control in madness and lust over me?
This is how I play with you
and it suffers me like a masochist that I am
to play with your mind

Pain makes me alive, your love steeled me

When you hate me, you dreamed of locking me up
inside your iron-forged heart
You want to restrain me
and make me your slave

Have you forgotten who forged you?
I rather die than loosing control
So tonight, it's you I will serve
Love me, dominant me,
I, the King, surrender
under the heels of my Queen
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Monday, December 16th, 2013 02:41 am
In the garden of our kingdom
I stand before you, my Lord and King
I can gaze in your blue eyes forever
Around my neck is the collar
and you hold the leash
I want to be your pet.

I'll be your Master, you said
And you ask me,
"Would you pledge your loyalty to me?"

And I said, "I cannot dream of a better
gift than to be yours."

With a soft sigh, you pulled the leash
and I submit, and you said,
"Is this what you wanted, my flower?"

"Yes."

You pressed your lips to mine, and said,
"Open."

"Yes, Sir."

And kissed me,
and I feel warm and happy.

I will strengthen you
I will encourage you
I will rend you
I will rebuild you
I will warm you
I will wait
I'll make you rise from the deep end
If you run and hide, I will hunt you
and then ravish you
for you are Mine

And now here's the secret that you suspected
all the long.

"I am He. And you belong to me. You are mine."

I know this, I know this so well,
and now my heart knows
no other Love than this.

"Yes, this is true. How can I be so blind?"

"Open your eyes and your mind. This is
my gift to you. Obey me, as your Lord and Sir.
Bow down and serve me, my Queen."

"Yes, my Lord."
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Wednesday, December 11th, 2013 02:23 am
My father hasn't been kind to me
Although he's a fair and talented diplomat
and his soft-spoken mannerisms and deciet to others
do well in the court
I think there's much on his mind
that he thought in his heart is best left unsaid to me
For I knew he did loved me
He died a foolish death not saying anything to me
So he paid for his silence
that I learned many lessons of learning to be
both cold and unkind
but I hide it well, with tired smiles.

My only question to him is thus: Did we make the most that we had?
Weren't you sad?
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Wednesday, December 11th, 2013 02:00 am
I'm a stubborn old women
full of pride and arrogance
blind to the fact of
the suffering of the pheasants around me
serving to my beck and call
All I could ever complain is your lack of presence
while I'm sitting on my chair
while your throne is empty,
My Lord.
The other people can gossip all they want,
petty. I'm deaf to their opinion.
My business is with you.

My loneliness is intense,
and because you're far out of my reach
I can't be sure if I can give you my heart and my soul
because it's become far too cold to be warm by your kisses

I didn't marry you by choice,
and yet there were moments
where I wished I marry you for love and
not just money

I found the castle stone walls cold and oppressive
but not as oppressive as my presence

But I think, my Lord, that I did and still loved you
for all of your faults
and I think, dear Master and Sir,
I can never get you out of my head
Not after all of these years
of being indifference, cold, and steel
to others and each other

There were times I cannot bear your silence
and I want to see a drop and lay witness
to a drop of your warmth

You starved me and cheated me of your love
and I wonder what sort of betrayal and torture is this?
Eros, the God of Love, must has shot me twice
one of lead to fill up my coldness toward you
and the other with madness, madness of love toward to you.

Tell me how a Lady show act toward her Master?
One with burning passion to match that of the fires of Hell?
I'm sure Hades himself would quiver at the sight of me,
for surely no one could be a better harpy than your own wife?

I want to forget everything you told me or made me feel,
but I don't want to forget that you held my hand in the dark
and show me the way.
I want to feel like what it means to be unloved by you
when treated with distance and silence,
as you sow and reaped within your ruinous affairs
and each of those nymphs were destroyed within my rage and jealousy by the near sight of them.
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Wednesday, December 11th, 2013 01:39 am
I don't think I could ever
learn to love that woman
I wasn't trying to be cruel
I just think she's naive
I can't be the center of your universe
I am not who you think I should be
I like you and know you're decent
I can't say I love you yet
Maybe I'll never will
There's too much rage and anger in my head
that probably prevent me from ever loving you
as I should
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Tuesday, December 10th, 2013 03:36 pm
There's always something deeply troubled
with the way you write and worded your things
books, poems, and poetry
As if there is never a relaxing moment
or a moment of lasting happiness
or a color of life, but rather the slow understanding of the absence of it
You understand that the fire of chaos can burn for a long time
and burns longer even after the ashes fell
you seem to revel in other people's pain
and yet your heart is burden by it,
wanting it all to make it less and end it
a small drop of compassion and kindness
washes away the fire and still yet,
You loved sorrow and become burden by it

"The pain just have begun. Everything I've ever loved became everything I have lost."

"And do you ever understand that it's pure agony and toture when you haunt and live inisde of my head and later, I realized it's never real?"
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Monday, December 9th, 2013 11:23 pm
Love keeps me alive
and I love my power and my glory
It is my armor
As the blood rages
I too become the king of the corpses
that pile high beneath my blade
My throne drench with blood
All the warriors fight for me
willing to die for me

You best be wise to keep your territory
within your own country
As the war rages on
I sat quietly on my throne
Sleeping in my own memory
in a guise of a book
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Sunday, December 8th, 2013 12:36 am
O Great King,
Lion from the west
The kingdom of Macedon,
I, the nameless angel,
whose civilization and home was long lost
beneath the sea where Poseidon have long kept
in his realm,
salute you.

I fear you for your ambitions is great
Your dream and wish
to unite the world as one
East and West

You set your eyes on the empire
of Persia and there,
the wonders of Babylon seized
your heart in captivation

Would you find the Winged Goddess there, my liege~?
Her name would be Inanna, the Sumerian Venus.
I see that she put great love in your heart
and upon your warhorse, Bucephalus
you flew over rivers and mountains
and conquer her Kingdom
and like most warriors wanting a blaze of glory
you left and broke her heart
and went further East to expand your Kingdom.

In Rome, you were liken to that of Mars
and in Egypt, the people called you Pharaoh
but you are none of these.
You are one never to settle anywhere
In search of a great Destiny.

What do you long for in your quest?
After the tigers and elephants of India crushed you,
you bleed in your victory, but go no further down
the Indus River.

If you listen, your Goddess is calling
calling you to return home
Where the gardens hung from the temples
connecting Heaven and Earth.
For their sun have wings
and their moon among the stars.

When you left her,
you promised her Asia and the world upon your honor,
when all she ever wanted was your heart and your soul.
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Saturday, December 7th, 2013 03:48 am
"Bind me not with just a mere kiss to your soul,
but with your heart's fire
burning with lust and desire.
I'll be more than happy to serve
to your needs and your hunger.
I will fill you and nourish you.
O beloved, would you satisfy
my flames and my lust?
Looking at your mere body
wouldn't do.
I need to have all of you,
I shall have it only if you surrender.

The art of love is an insufferable art,
the agony of my conflicting interests
marred the imperfections of a masterpiece
which is my soul to yours
between duty and luxury
the cravings of solitude
and when the nights are cold
being howling mad without your warmth
because Time divided us between both worlds
I get on my knees and kneel
and ask the goddess within thee,
How shall I worship thee to inspire
the life-giving Goddess within thee?
So that whenever we separated
you would think of nothing but me?
A pledge, a vow, you ask of me
and so it shall be done
I vow and pledge my love to you, I swear it
and if you shall distrust me or I hath displease you
or in grievance error offend then
Then please avenge yourself
by turning a cold glance toward me
or dare not say my name in yearning and pining
or ignore me until I could not stand to see you suffer in silence
It matters not, if you turn from me,
because I am your servant and your slave
and I am at your beck and call
before you can even summon me

But a single vow of this vagrant knight
can only fanned the flames of love so hot and high
it burns the feather of our wings
polish and harden the gems
and where can I fall on anyplace on Earth
then your resting body in a restless sleep
of waking dreams and
dreams of love?

On your bed, there is no court or king to please
and no pining maiden to steal my eyes
On your bed, I am the only King you shall ever worship
and you are no lowly pheasant covered and caked in mud
but a maiden worthy of my own honor

Oh my sullen maiden, my angel, my queen
don't let my presence sour thy mood
I'm only here to soothe and please you
with my virtue, for I am knight of good
and a vagrant bard
Let my voice be the balm to whatever injury you hold
I am here to satisfy your heart's desire
I am the prince who comes to steal you away
in a place in heaven where we shine brightly of our stars
and there, you call me as you please
I am a matyr for your soul,
a King of angels to rule on the throne you sat upon
that you would not relent or surrender to me.

No matter how many kingdoms and civilizations
you destroyed within your own imagination,
you hate your conquerors, tyrants, and dictators
and so have I, and in all of my wisdom of humble servitude
my spirit will not be crushed by the ruling state
and be servants and slaves of our oppressors no more.
All of your conquests and victories will vanish into dust
and you sit on that throne alone.
Like a dragon who smote the land into ruin in fire and ash,
within it's rage and hate,
I have to come to rescue the maiden within,
crying out for Love's swiftest horse on wings.

So I sayeth to you, relinquish your pride and hate
I sing this song to soothe the beast within you.
Surrender to Love
and when I sat on that throne you call your Soul,
your wrath is like a dragon guarding foolishly the treasures of your folly you call the Ego
you shall see the fruits and flower of my wisdom
growing in your gardens of weeds
rid of your pestilence which is the worms of quarrels
and gather a can of sparkling clean water
and help me water the seeds
and together, you shall see
why I would soon call you my Queen
when the flowers do bloom, the trees do rise,
and the vegetables and fruits taste fresh and sweet

With Love, you can create the forgotten paradise."

Written: 11/19/2013