Gautier Blackstone

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Birthday: 07/25

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The Final

 

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Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devised at first to keep the strong in awe.
- William Shakespeare





He that dies pays all debts.
- William Shakespeare




Have more than thou showest, Speak less than thou knowest.
- William Shakespeare




Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
- William Shakespeare





The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.
- William Shakespeare




"To desire immortality is to desire the eternal perpetuation of a great mistake."
~ Arthur Schopenhauer





"Immortality - a fate worse than death."
~ Edgar A. Shoaff


Black magic woman

Edel


"They still believe in God, the family, angels, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other obsolete stuff."
~ Isaac Bashevis Singer




"When I was a child there were many witches, and they bewitched both cattle and men, especially children"
~ Martin Luther




"The word "Witch" carries so many negative connotations that many people wonder why we use the word at all. Yet to reclaim the word "Witch" is to reclaim our right, as women, to be powerful; as men, to know the feminine within as divine."
~ Starhawk





"No true Witches today practice human sacrafice, torture, or any form of ritual murder. Anyone who does is not a Witch, but a psychopath."
~ Starhawk


The rotton apple of the tree...

Michael

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"Caged" ~ Dir En Grey

I'm growing impatient, drawing the blood of the masochist, I wait for you, the sadist. If it's possible, with a poison kiss.

Unable to see virtue in the meaning of my sorrow, in you the last mother, I bury the memory so that you can not notice first mother.

Even if the clock turns backwards, sins committed can't be changed, the first and last person who understood me is burned into my memory.

Look at me being unwilling, fiercely and then gently, a forced decision which I can't say I've made to you.

The sound of creaking leather hurts, the wounds go deep. Deeply jealous will you always be this cold blooded?

Even now I don't want to forget the abuse of my youth. Why don't I have a mother? Tell me...

Someday I'll notice the kindness in the "cage" that became my patron mother.

Before I couldn't see the reason for my bitterness, in my final mother, so that at least you don't notice first mother.

Even if the clock turns backwards, sins committed can't be changed. the first and last person who understood me is destroyed.

I wonder if you are too gentle to me? Reflecting a TRAUMA from long ago. I destroyed you, the last one.

Am I a sadist?