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Southern Gothic Ascending

21 Mar

Please enjoy my newest  video preview for “The DarkRose Journal,” Issue 7~ReVamped.

Southern Gothic Ascending: Video Preview…

Southern Gothic Ascending

Julia DarkRose-Girl's Night Out Edit for Video Text

Because sometimes I forget that not everyone understands the world the way I do and quite often, many of those people have no fucking clue about what I am trying to communicate…

a literary genre depicting life in the southern US and featuring grotesque themes and imagery
Collins English Dictionary – Complete & Unabridged 2012 Digital Edition
© William Collins Sons & Co. Ltd. 1979, 1986 © HarperCollins
Publishers 1998, 2000, 2003, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2009, 2012

American Psychological Association (APA):
southern gothic. (n.d.). Collins English Dictionary – Complete & Unabridged 10th Edition. Retrieved March 20, 2018 from Dictionary.com website http://www.dictionary.com/browse/southern-gothic

Definition of ‘ascend’
Learner: ascendAmerican: ascend English: ascend Example sentences

(əsɛnd )
Word forms: ascends, ascending, ascended
1. transitive verb
If you ascend a hill or staircase, you go up it.
2. intransitive verb
If a staircase or path ascends, it leads up to a higher position.
3. intransitive verb
If something ascends, it moves up, usually vertically or into the air.
4. See also ascending
COBUILD Advanced English Dictionary. Copyright © HarperCollins Publishers

morphology in American
(mɔrˈfɑlədʒi ; môrfälˈəjē)
the branch of biology that deals with the form and structure of animals and plants
the branch of linguistics that deals with word structure and with functional changes in the forms of words, such as inflection and compounding
the study of the structure, classification, and relationships of morphemes
any scientific study of form and structure, as in physical geography
form and structure, as of an organism, regarded as a whole
Webster’s New World College Dictionary, 4th Edition. Copyright © 2010 by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. All rights reserved.

aproot in American
(ˈtæpˌrut ; tapˈro̅otˌ)
a main root, growing almost vertically downward, from which small branch roots spread out
Webster’s New World College Dictionary, 4th Edition. Copyright © 2010 by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. All rights reserved.

Pronunciation /ˈθrɛʃˌhəʊld//ˈθrɛʃəʊld/
1A strip of wood or stone forming the bottom of a doorway and crossed in entering a house or room.

‘he stood on the threshold of Sheila’s bedroom’
More example sentencesSynonyms
1.1in singular A point of entry or beginning.
‘she was on the threshold of a dazzling career’
More example sentencesSynonyms
1.2 The beginning of an airport runway on which an aircraft is attempting to land.
Example sentences
2The magnitude or intensity that must be exceeded for a certain reaction, phenomenon, result, or condition to occur or be manifested.

‘nothing happens until the signal passes the threshold’
as modifier ‘a threshold level’
© 2018 Oxford University Press

Definition of ‘Old World’
Learner: old worldAmerican: Old World1American: Old World2American: old-worldEnglish: Old WorldEnglish: old-worldExample sentencesTrends
Word Frequency
old world
also Old World also old-world
adjective [ADJ n]
Old world is used to describe places and things that are or seem to be from an earlier period of history, and that look interesting or attractive.
The newcomers to the Village were attracted by its winding streets and Old World charm.
COBUILD Advanced English Dictionary. Copyright © HarperCollins Publishers


The Historic Ricki Lake Vampire Episode

19 Mar

Believe it or not, this episode of daytime television, actually was at the forefront of helping create the Vampire Sub-Culture and Community. Yes,  I am a featured panelist.

1996 Ricki Lake Vampire Episode

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Morality By Any Other Name

29 Oct

Giving your ideals, code of ethics, morality, belief system, and so on and so forth, a name, a label, an organized system of rules, rewards, and punishments, does NOT in any way make it more true and/or more solid and helpful for the general human condition than not having said labels, rules and dogma.

Mankind’s need for answers and a safety net for when we feel lost, alone, broken, frightened, scared of our next journey after earth (whatever that consists of), or humanity’s need of justification for their greed, immorality, selfishness, apathy, cultivated ignorance, hypocrisy, abuse of power, and so on, is, at its core, at least I think so, the reason for, what I believe, to be the useless labeling of belief systems, the counterproductive edicts set forth by those we give power to, under the guise of societal control so that we can all live safely within said society, is, simply put, bullshit on a worldwide scale.

Beyond organized religions, beyond communities and/or social media groups, beyond governments, beyond the arts, beyond philosophy, even beyond the holy grail of all the sciences, what the mass majority of  those of us who recognize the truth of the All, the truth of simply being and becoming, the truth that we are simply life, unremarkable within the universal continuum of what life consists of yet remarkable within our own understanding of what life on Earth consists of, 

   Nope, it is not any more true or helpful or useful, or life-altering, to live your life based on dogma and rules borne from Mankind’s need to control, then those of us who choose to NOT label, to not organize, to not use it as an excuse, for anything…for those of us who simply choose to listen and embrace the beautiful and the ugly of our world, of our being, and of the All that is in every breath we breathe.

   So… Get off that super high horse that you’re sitting atop and fall down onto the dirt of our Mother and baptize yourselves in Her mud and drink from her veins the very blood of Her life force… Be Nature. Be who you know you’re meant to be. Not what a bunch of rules, rewards, and punishments dictate.
~©2016 Julia DarkRose Caples

A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies

29 Oct

The wait is almost over!
The follow-up book to “Blood’s Truth” is almost here!

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Available February 14th, 2018…
“A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies” will be on the bookshelves, waiting to fill your mind and spirits with truth, facts, history, humour, blood, and beautiful Darklight!
Thank you.
~Julia DarkRose

My 31 Days of Hallowe’en~Music Video

2 Oct

My 31 Days of Hallowe’en

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My 31 Days of Hallowe’en

Thank you, kindly.

~Julia DarkRose

Samhain Evensong

30 Sep

Samhain Evensong


I wrote this prose about an hour ago. This was inspired by the creation of my new Hallowe’en video for 2017, that will be released for public viewing, midnight tomorrow!

Until then, here is a peek at my new Hallowe’en Season prose, inspired by my current Artistic Alchemists creation.

Thank you for taking a moment to read my thoughts translated into a painting made out of words.

Side note: Many readers have mentioned that because I usually write my prose in a mixture of olde english and modern english, that they have trouble following along. I do not see it that way, at all. There are also just as many readers that do not have any problem deciphering my prose. I did, however, tone the mixture of olde and modern down a bit. Since the publication of my book-Blood’s Truth-I have a rather large number of new readers. So, for their sake, I toned it down. I do believe, however, that the story of Autumn that is told through this prose, is easy enough for most to unravel and, hopefully, find dark delight within.

Respectfully and quite Appreciative,
~Julia DarkRose Caples


Samhain Evensong
© Julia DarkRose 2017

O spirit of illuminated night,
Spectre of blinding sun,
Web of the Darklight,
Sea of Wisdom’s reflection,
Mirror of madness,
Bringer of visions,
Shall we rejoice with thee in this season of change…
in this harvest of death?
Or shall we fly from thee into the comforting arms of Springtide?

The mind must split.
The marrow must chasm.
The blood must curdle.
The heart must cease.
The flesh must rot.

Elixir’s fade and potions fail.
The sweet, thick red wine, changed to foul, thin water.
The river of bright blood is dried upon the skin.

Art thou redemption?
Art thou damnation?
Shall we adore thee?
Should we abhor thee?

Beneath the skin of confusion,
Behold the bones of that which is true:

Human sheath lacking blood,
Bone lacking husk,
Spirit lacking bone.
Arise and be fed.
Arise to bone and flesh and blood.
This Samhain night,
Renewed by the dark gospel’s food.
Nevermore to thirst for mine,
Nor on my living limbs to dine.

Silver Serpent,
Silver Spider,
A mirror for our altered face…
We live again,
And we are so very fair!
The moon has risen and swayed the crimson tide.
In her dazzling Darklight,
The dead live again!
All are bewitching in her glimmer.

Bound within the alabaster web, be free;
Dancing in formless flame…
Now, live!

Maddened where madness is joy,
Hold fast to this frail thread,
Until the last of moonlight’s veil has been shed.

O moon, faeries glory, ghosts, and ghouls,
Art thou a beateous beast?
And are we not better for midnight’s beauty still?
Better her dance of bedazzled death,
Her passionate throes,
Than stillness in the grave.

Dance, dance, dance, in patterns of her fantastical, vibrating, change,
These decaying rags made whole,
Risen in her fevered, flaming, Cimmerian shade.
All our senses wear her infinite bright shadow,
Our cloak, forevermore…

Beneath the skin of confusion,
Behold the bones of that which is true:

We awaken fully, into a frenzy of bestial desires.
Once creatures, trapped by the burning sphere of daylight,
We gnawed at our house of flesh.
Ravaged by Night’s Mistress,
Old as the black nothing that does not end…

All that was dead is not dead.

The spirit is an inferno.
The spirit is eternal.
The spirit is one spirit-The spirit of all spirits.
And that One holds the Fire of the Cosmos.

Breathe now,
And so shall the Cosmos breathe,
And of its own breath shall the Cosmos be made anew.

Beneath the skin of confusion,
Behold the bones of that which is true:

Merry New Year!
The Darkness is upon us!
Blessed is this, our Evensong…
Happy Samhian!

~Julia DarkRose


Sylvan BÜRÖK!

16 Sep

Please welcome the first character from Gothic FaerieTales to come to life…

The Guardian of Twisted Hollow: Sylvan BÜRÖK!



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