Tag Archives: Draconian

What the Heck is Going On?

7 Sep

What the Heck is Going On?

First up, my finished, yet continuously updated, website:

www.rosewytchmedia.com

Rose Wytch Media Logo Final-Edit

Next, is my current project, the second edition of my book, Blood’s Truth, published last year, titled: A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies

Kaleidoscope of Butterflies Book Cover II

Also on my list of current projects:

The DarkRose Journal-ReVamped: The Southern Gothic Issue 7

 

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And now the final piece of my daily Artistic Alchemy~Gothic FaerieTales

Introducing, for the first time, anywhere, and in their truest incarnation…the Fae of Twisted Hollow!

Twisted Hollow

Stay tuned for more…oh my, so much more.

Thank you kindly.

~Julia DarkRose Caples
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Blood’s Truth I-Final Video 2016

9 Aug

Blood’s Truth I-Final Video 2016

Might as well continue going down memory lane this afternoon…
For your viewing endarkment…
The final Blood’s Truth I-Promo Video.

~Julia DarkRose©2017

Video Link …Blood’s Truth

 

 

 

 

 

Amend

3 Aug

I still believe this to be true. I stand by my words and actions. When I evolve and gain wisdom through actually living, and I experience differently, than I am the first one to amend my previous thoughts, words, and actions.
Thus the truth of real transcendence.

I wrote these thoughts one year ago.

I amend my original thoughts about power (I originally wrote about true power in 2013)…

We are all free to love, hate, fight, be peaceful, abuse, be abused, to kill…every living human being on this planet has this freedom. No one being is more powerful than the other.

Only those with the most will are the strongest…physical appearance, strength of body (height, weight, and so on), none of these matter, truly.

So, who are you truly? Social media bullshit and propaganda set aside…can you summon your power at will? In real life there is not time to set your stage, to perform a ritual…to make believe. Real life is NOT a stage with the appropriate props and costumes that give the illusion/deception of your power/strengths/life.

There is only the moment, and in that moment you either have the power to call upon your minds will or you don’t.

My amendment:
“Appearances CAN be important, for many reasons. However, it would behoove humanity to remember that appearances are an illusion and all outwardly power is built upon illusion.”

~©2017 Julia DarkRose Caples 
*Images are from my book-“Blood’s Truth.”

Disclaimer from the First Edition of Blood’s Truth-

Page 6:

This tome of life experience is dedicated to plumbing the depths of knowledge,
passions and truths of what it means to be a superior human (reference the Foreword for a definition of such a human), a creature of honour, loyalty, universal love and of worth, through esoteric, exoteric and alternative realities, and through the arts. These do not include any manner of violent acts, kinkiness with unwilling parties, sexual
misconduct, exploitation of the young and/or innocent, or illegal activities of any kind,
even if the only aggrieved party might be a right wing extremist, a left wing extremist,
or a politician.

The fiery artistry of this book is of an informative, educational, historical, entertaining,
or satirical nature. Those who do not enjoy ‘Blood’s Truth’ and do not wish to expand
their understanding of the world in which they live, and/or broaden their horizons by
exploring or reading about alternative lifestyles, factual history, and proven
sciences that this book describes, should simply put it down and not read the damn
thing. Knowledge of alternative lifestyles, hidden history, and a misunderstood
evolution are meant only for those who desire it, and is not meant to be foisted
upon any unsuspecting parties.

We do not practice evil (which is subjective
anyway), encourage anarchy, or think people should wear fishing hats to
funerals-although we defend the rights of people to do any of these.
All those people out there who have such lonely lives and so much free time on their
hands that they think they should care what books other people read, what
movies they watch, and which Gods (if any) they worship should just shut the
hell up and try to develop some kind of life of their very own. So, there.

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Lastly and certainly the crux of our exploratory narrative, of our ‘Blood’s Truth,’ is this simple yet mostly overlooked verity, at least this is our, mine and Ludavik’s, truth…
No one is qualified, not truly and unequivocally, to tell you who and what you are., what you are suppose to believe. Most certainly not Social Media or anyone you communicate with on said media, not your parents/family, religion, not any kind of group and/or community, so on and so forth…most certainly not Ludavik Valentine or Julia DarkRose.

We, as well as everyone else mentioned and then some, might, or most likely will, have our own opinion about you and what/who we think you are, which is, given human nature, quite natural. However, there are far too many people, individuals and groups, that claim “wisdom of the mighty Elders, or wisdom of that which is sacred and most high,” or whatever the case may be, (claiming that you have achieved a higher state of being, of wisdom, is in and of itself a telling sign of someone who has not applied their life knowledge gained from their experiences as wisdom, just a 411) that will tell
you who and what you are, what/who they need for you to be so that their place in this world has some sort of meaning for them, some kind of order and control, so their lives will seem, for them, to be of import, to be of real substance, to have impetus, without any true understanding of how those worthwhile and all too human needs actually come into fruition. Some do it maliciously while most do it out of cultivated ignorance.

Believe what feels right for you, not what you are spoon fed or that which will allow you to be in good standing with the chosen clique that will fulfill your need to be accepted. Believe that which opens your mind, all through your life, not just once, to possibilities that used to beyond your imagination. Keep your power, cultivate it, empower yourself with every breath you breathe. Try not to unknowingly give it, your power, to those who deceive others and themselves. Believe that which feels right for you and you alone, believe that which propels you forward and allows you to grow and keep
becoming whatever it is that you truly desire.

Try not to confuse “propelling forward and growing” with being controlled and manipulated into thinking you are moving forward in your life, that you are evolving, when in truth you’re actually only serving the selfish needs of others, you’re only becoming that which they desperately need for you to become, so that they can continue to live within their own delusions while you are actually stagnating. Believe that which allows you to be all that you can and to live the best and most productive life possible. A Life for yourself and for those that you love can be full of beauty, it can be a wonderful adventure.

 

~©Julia DarkRose 2016/2017

You’ll See

29 Jul

You’ll See

I will look in the sky and search for all the signs that tell us about where we, humanity will be tomorrow. I will read all the books, on my knees, in front of you, to tell you about all the legends from our past. I will wait on the dark side of the world for our sun to appear and bathe me in his light, so I can tell you about the beauty that is all around us every day. 

However, if you just look inside and embrace your true spirit, the world will open up to your eyes…you’ll see.

I will stand in the rain and brave every storm that comes our way, waiting for the sun to break through so I can see every color of the misty rainbow. I’ll stay up in the night catching the shooting stars so I can tell you about the ALL…all about the infinite…the mysteries of forever. You'll See
Just look inside and accept what really is, look inside and see your true self, then the world will open up to your eyes…you’ll see.

I will wait for you on the top of the world for the blood moon to kiss my soul, then I can tell you all about the beauty of the darklight.

I will wait…but you must open up the truth from within and then the ALL will flow out of you like a flood of light and beauty…you’ll see.

~Julia DarkRose
©2015/2017

 

As I Walked Out One Evening-2017

27 Jul

As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
I looked over his shoulder                                     Julia DarkRose FB 4
for vines and olive trees,
for marble, well-governed cities
and ships upon wine-dark seas;

But there on the shining metal
his hands had put instead
an artificial wilderness
and a sky like lead.
The stars are dead.
The animals will not look.

He, my deluded lover,
asked me to lay my sleepy head
upon his faithless arm.
Instead, I plunged my hands into the red water,
I plunged them in up to my elbow;
Stare, Oh how I stared into the basin
and I wondered why the world had chosen to miss
the shining darkness before them.

The glacier knocked in my cupboard,
the desert sighed in my bed,
and the crack in my tea cup opened.

So, I walked out onto the brightly lit lane,
it led to the land of the dead.

As I walked out one evening,
I went through the werewolf’s painful change.
Turning my head away
on the sweaty bolster, I tried to remember
the mood of my womanhood,
but lying in my sweat and blood, at last, as always,
letting it happen, the fierce fur,
soft to my face.

I now hear with sharper ears,
and live and love with the darkness
of my imagined fallen grace.
With my bestial understanding,
I open my wolfen eyes and truly see.…

The soul shrinks
from all that it is about to and should remember,
from the punctual rape of every blessed day, and cries,
“Oh, let there be nothing on earth
but what I choose to see,
nothing but rosy glasses to cover my eyes,
and gloves to cover my hands in the rising steam,
and guilty, blurred dances done in the sight of heaven.”

They never find the way out of their prison
and into the precious,
saving graces of the Darklight.
Pale souls they are, consumed by fear
of the living world they haunt.
Yet, they have not learned what habits lead them
to hunt what they do not want;
Nor have they learned who does not need them;
They are no one here,
until they are truly the someone they need to be.

Oh, what makes them so ugly, to me,
is self-inflicted ignorance.
Incurable ignorance.
I don’t want to harm them,
I think this very thought,
right up to the moment I slit their throats
with the truth.

I am touched with the moon’s red silver,
I am my own wolf sun,
made of human moonlight.

~Julia DarkRose
©2015/2017

Endarkment-Revised 2017

26 Jul

Endarkment
By Julia DarkRose
©2015/2017

 

Photographer: Jill Krueger, for ‘The DarkRose Journal’ photoshoot in 1995, I think, or thereabouts.

DRJ Photoshoot 1995

People are people because they’re miserable bastards…
Without misery, despair, and hardship, humanity would have no point, nothing to strive for, to overcome…humanity would truly self-destruct, even faster then they are now.
Just saying…

On the flip side-
The nature of life is passion. Passion is the total sense of being alive in every fiber of our being. It is a heightened awareness, and the ability to feel at peace and intense at the same time. A sense of ourselves as a rhythmic flow in harmony with the flow of the universe. This is what comes from true endarkment.

The endarkment (A word I created in 2000, while my now defunct House, Sable Brahmin, was a part of the Sanguinarium) consciousness means conscious growth, conscious life, means becoming wiser, more fulfilled, more powerful (power is subjective, think empowered), more intelligent, and happier as you become one with the endarkment of the divine source.

Endarkment is the lover, the loving and the beloved all in one-love and the self are one and the discovery of either is the realization of both.

The universe, the divine, the self…Are all encompassing of that which we call the human animal.

It makes no difference what you choose to have faith in, what gods or goddesses you believe you draw power from. The truth, as I know it, is simply that whatever higher consciousness exists, it is so far beyond our own capability of understanding and imagination that just knowing a higher “power” exists and may or may not even know of our existence, matters not, to me. People can only understand what their minds allow them to imagine. To give deities, spirits, angels, gods, goddesses, demons, or whatever your choice of focus is, all the best and worst of the human condition, is, of course, what humanity does best and then, more often than not, builds their life and their childrens lives and so forth and so on, around said imagination. In the end, to me, I see no difference (the violence and hatred derived from organized religions and/or cults aside) in believing in what the human imagination conjures forth or accepting that the higher intelligence is far beyond our grasp of understanding and to simply choose to be a worthwhile being upon this planet of ours, without the promise of reward for doing so.

This understanding, to me, is a vital part of endarkment.

The body is the supreme temple of transformation, the place where all the forces of the Universe gather to be channeled and transformed into a higher integral order of nature and “spirit”…

Sexuality is not what separates us from enlightenment. Sexuality is an inherent quality of our earth experience which merges us into enlightenment (endarkment for some)…

The earth, our world, is its own magic!

Why are the so called enlightened and/or awakened people, always looking for the truths of our Universe outside of their bodies? Why are they always looking everywhere except the one place where their answers lie…inside of them? The truths which they seek, the enlightenment they desire, is not outside of the physical, it is alive within the physical body…the answers are so simple…really.

You cannot, I repeat, you cannot reach or perceive any other realm, you cannot reach or perceive transcendence without your physical body. You can only perceive/experience a “spiritual” realm with your mind, which is…a part of your very physical body. It’s not any kind of pseudoscience or physics or metaphysical hooey, it’s common sense.

It’s not enough to merely exist. It’s not enough to merely be alive. It’s the fire of life that burns within, and that ignites the fiery blaze of passion that changes us from an entity that is simply being, to one that is a being of abundance and meaning.

I open my arms for all creatures who wish to share in the fiery passions of the night, who,like the night-time butterfly, feel that a coterie of kindred spirits would be a welcome relief from the uncertainty and harsh unforgiving false love and lies of the day light world, as it goes skittering by.

The flames of passion burn deeply in all of us. You just have to want to feel the warmth of it’s embrace.

Welcome to my Darklight…

Into The New DarkLight

I am the darklight of all days that are passed, and my name is evolution.
I am the darklight of this day today, and my name is renewal.
I am the darklight of all days to be, and my name is
revelation…

Ancient flesh turned to stone,
Whitened dust of ancient bone,
Pure as death, cold as snow,
Dead thou wast, but livest now.
Crystal crushed, vision broken,
Spirit fettered, words unspoken,
What is frozen shall be warm,
What is formless shall take form,
What was scattered shall be whole,
Given life within this deceiver’s wasteland.

White of petals, white of ice,
White of dust and white of stone,
White of crystal, white of bone,
All things keeping, all things giving,
Out of nothing, all things living,
Out of emptiness, all darklight,
Out of blindness, now our sight.

I am now the crimson Light risen out of pure darkness:
From my brow springs all life again and again.
I am now evolved, I am now renewed,
I am now thy hope, and thy covenant, and thy
revelation.

I am alive; I wake from within my own dark embrace;
The white owl ascends, and I rise…

Out of the whitened ashes of humanity’s fire,
Out of the white stone and the white crystal,
Out of the pure white flame;
My feathers are scarlet and they are azure,
They are fiery, they are verdant,
They are golden, and they are of royal purple;
I am all things living,
I am the spring and the summer,
I am the autumn and the winter,
I am time, I am revelation,
I burn from this first dawn
Even unto the last darkness of this glorious life
Into which I will fall
And from which I will rise again…

I do not end, I am the DarkLight,
I have just begun!

Welcome to renewal, healing,
empowerment, self-revelation, and true
transformation within the beautiful,
rejuvenating, Darkness.
From within your very own flames
of self-evolution.
Stand up and rise from the ashes!
~Julia DarkRose
©2015/2017

*What does your endarkment (enlightenment) consist of?*

Fear & Hatred Based on Ignorance in 2017

25 Jul

Fear & Hatred Based on Ignorance in 2017

Yes, I have recently ended my homelessness and moved into a nice home in the backwoods of Pennsylvania. I understand the danger that might come with living in such a rural area, in one of the original 13 colony states. Mankind are, for the most part, pieces of shit. I get it.

So, within only a few weeks of living here, my daughter, who is temporarily visiting with me, and I, have had my car sabotaged so my two front wheels would come off while I was driving. I know this is true and not dramatics on my part.The racial slurs right in front of my window directed towards my car, myself, and my daughter, along with the group of KKK affiliates, constantly hanging out around my car, are more than enough to substantiate my claims. However, there is, without making more of this situation public than is necessary, far more to it.

What they do not know about who and what I am, only works to my advantage. The fact that they threatened our lives by sabotaging my car, actually saved our lives. The next morning after the incident with said pieces of ignorance, I immediately noticed my car was “off.” I drove it to the store and, sure enough after not having driven it for almost three days, it started to misbehave, seemingly, at that time, out of the blue. I stopped driving it until I could get it into a car garage. I carefully and slowly (actually, my daughter did) drove the car yesterday to said mechanic, 9 miles away from my house.

This action saved our lives. If I had kept driving the car after the sabotage, worst case scenario, death, best case scenario, total loss of my new car and serious bodily injury to myself and my daughter.

I am a warrior since birth. I do not hold fear or hatred within my spirit, heart, mind, or body. I am Draconian. I am NOT what the monsters of this world tried to make me. I am what I have chosen to make of myself.

This will be handled, correctly. Like I mentioned…
I AM DRACONIAN! They have no idea what a Dragon Storm is and that it’s about to alter their meaningless existence. Hopefully into an existence of meaning and import.

Thank you kindly.
~©Julia DarkRose 2017

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