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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

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A Gathering of Angels

4 Aug

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A Gathering of Angels Preview Video of issue 6 of The DarkRose Journal:

Enjoy this sneak peek into Issue 6 of ‘The DarkRose Journal-ReVamped’…Thank you kindly.
~Julia DarkRose Ray

Spectre

24 Jul

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© Julia DarkRose 2014
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Spectre

How shall you cease from drowning from within your spiritual sleep?
Where you have taken refuge in deep silence?
Doth deception already rouse you with its musical treachery?
No, the spectre has naught to do with melody or song.
It is a malignant sound, a ghost of sound,
an echo of some heedless laughter you have known-
yet where is your laughter now that lies are revealed?
Yours is the sound of hurtful noise changed to stone,
and warmth to frost, and false fire to reflection:
O fearful ghost!

You are but…

Scourge of the enslaved,
Doom of freedom,
Egg of the serpent,
Web of the spider,
Servant of lies,
Lamp of delusion
Beacon of indecency,
Bearer of erroneous power,
Broken crystal of knowledge,
Mirror of madness
You are not redemption.

In truth, you are self-damnation.
Why do you adore the spectre?
In truth, you should abhor thee.
Oh how you rejoice in your “awakening,”
oh how you, that are bound and gagged, crawl from
the beautiful music of truth,
to be embraced by deceptions comforting.

Warm is the dark kiss that will break your brainwashed soul,
bound in your desolate web, trying to set yourself free;
Dying in formless, cold flame, now try to learn to live:
If you hold fast to your frail thread,
your last false light shall never be shed.
Ghost, and ghoul, Banshee of filth,
What matter is it if you feed that evil:
Can it not be a beauteous beast,
are you not better for beauty still?
Oh my, yes, let yourself be well betrayed
and led to death by discordant singing
where no sting blinds, no pain astounds,
and even in anguish, no voice sounds.

Shatter your mirror of madness
Live free and fearless!
The moon has risen,
she is here to bear a mirror
for your altered face.
Look through the spectre
and into the darklight.

Drink from the sanguine well,
quench your parched spirit.
Part your lips and blow…
Blow that spectre far, far away.

~©Julia DarkRose 2014/2017

Scarlet Rain

23 Jun

By Julia DarkRose ©2014

*Written from my own experience.*
A Kiss in the Scarlet Rain
Scarlet Rain

There is something magical about kissing in the crimson storm. Blood drops fall all over you-your face, hair, skin-and your clothes cling to you as if you are melting.

And you’re holding each other tight as you hear nothing but the beating of your hearts and feel nothing but the touch of your slick bodies and the wet ruby-stained grass between your toes.

The perfect moment lasts, the moment you feel alive and as one with nature, with the universe, with each other, forevermore within the depths of your being. A few glittering drops break the passionate seal of your sweet Dark Angel lips as you taste the beautiful scarlet rain and each other in one glorious sensual moment.
~©Julia DarkRose 2014

House of Flesh

23 Jun
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By Julia DarkRose © 2014

*For those that actually read my literary art, you will notice that this prose is actually a joining of two previous pieces. :-)*
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House of Flesh

Clouded by tears
torn by wind,
ragged with mist:
Ravaged by night,
abandoned by day,
shadows of gray:
My house of flesh
from which I ascend…

My mind
has broken
My bone
has cracked
My blood
has clot
My heart
has stopped
My flesh
has rot…

I sleep,
the sleep of gray,
where the gold and purple
of living fall away.
Here I lie,
beside the bustling of life,
past pain or joy,
desire or fear.
I am the stricken,
dying of death,
shrouded in weeds,
wrapped in my loss:
Silent I wait,
there is no healing
where I decay
nothing is sound,
silent I wait,
in my house of flesh.

I must choose of sleep or madness:
I go then, sleep that gray and soundless sleep
that comes before the silent nothing.
Warmed only by my poor domestic fire,
that lean and flickering flame,
lit upon my mortal hearth to comfort me in Autumns decay:
For it may warm, if not the spirit or the heart,
And least my chilled bones yet awhile.

I ponder the thoughts of the dark dreaming…
Are these not the words of some gray serpent
flickering in the dust?
Would it not be better to go mad and rave,
to court the fair illusion of a greater fire?

My serpents’ fiery tongue
licks my sleeping cold, tired lips,
and reveals this truth to me…

Death is death, and even madness
should soon play us false.
Better to sleep, better to close the curtains tight
against the treacherous laughter of the Light,
and sleep with yet a little fire on the hearth:
Then when the last torrid tongue flickers and is gone,
The sleeper knows it not.
Go now fair lady and sleep.
Your birth, your youth, your prime,
your proud excess, your cosmic fall:
Your mean prize of poverty and dull decline,
your lean possessions now shrunk to fill a little box:
All your senses, your delights,
turned pale and leached of taste,
now ended all, and you are all that’s left
to fill the silences between the ticks of time.
You, my dearest, have paled to a scentless draught
that rusts the heart to a mere foolish ticking clock…

So, now I sleep with him, the Gray.
Though blood and flesh not be shed,
I now have found and end to my despair.
Now my mirror of madness,
reflects only my dark perfection.

~JDR

 

Edited-The Real 7 Deadly Sins

22 Jun

For those interested, here is the edited version of my video.

Thank you to those who took a few moments out of their lives to watch.

I deeply and truly appreciate it and you.

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The Real 7 Deadly Sins

17 Jun

My video is not perfect & it’s too long. However, I believe that it is worth unleashing your mind and giving it a go. Thank you kindly.

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 The unequivocal truth about the world we have created and inhabit.
I do not own the rights to the music or any of the images used in the making of this video unless otherwise specified.
©DarkRose Productions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WO49iW-BbLk

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