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Stop. Please.

7 Jul

Just Stop the Madness!

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“Not every human creature upon our earth is beautiful, unique, and/or priceless. Please stop spreading the empty sentiments. Some people are priceless, unique, and beautiful. Many more, so it seems, are not. Lying to yourselves and the rest of the world is just laziness on your part. It’s easier (currently) to believe empty, unproven sentiment than it is to put the hard work into becoming unique, beautiful (in all its incarnations), priceless, and your own truest person.

Go ahead, I dare you to spread the actual truth instead of the accepted false verity that abounds. Oh my, how unpopular you will become. I should know!!! Lol. The hard truths are quite difficult (that’s an understatement) for Mankind to incorporate into their self-evolution or lack thereof.

Please, try harder, in all things. Life is pain. Period. Alas, it is also beyond amazing…if you choose to make it so and put in the effort to evolve.”
~Julia DarkRose Caples
Copyright 2018, “A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies”
**All Photographs were taken by Julia DarkRose Caples, and are copyrighted. Thank you.**

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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

The Kiss

23 Jul

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This Bitter Earth

27 Mar

This Bitter Earth
(Inspired by the song-‘This Bitter earth,’ Sung by Dinah Washington, Music by Max Richter)

This bitter earth…what good are we if we choose to ignore the truth about ourselves and about our amazing gift we call our world…Mother Earth.

Choose…now not later, what you do upon this bitter earth of ours…choose.   Earth-Goddess-fantasy-4942146-800-600
I choose to love and to share my boundless capacity for love with this world. I choose to embrace this bitter earth and to love Her and appreciate all that the Creator (whatever that means for you) has graciously created for me and within me. I choose love, beauty, honor, integrity, and truth…for myself and this bitter earth.

What do you choose?

We call “it” love. For we have no other reference but our own emotions borne from our own human spirits. We call it love, yet this love that we cling to, fight for, and die for, is beyond us, beyond our universe. This holy grail of life…love…is, to me, what the Creator of all (whatever that means to you, for creation of all is so far beyond our limited capabilities of understanding…for now) is comprised of. Love is what the Creator of all has made our universe from, what the Creator has strung all our lives together with. Love is what binds everything together. Love is far more than a chemical reaction, it is far more than just the need to not be alone, it is far more than just a human emotion…Love is what the Creator in all its glory and wisdom (that is far beyond anything we know) has given us. Love is pure energy that can not die, for energy can only be transformed.

What do you choose to do with the most precious of gifts? What do you choose to do with the love that binds our lives, our world, our universe and even beyond, together? Even though our understanding is limited and we are only able to see and feel a sliver of the whole, what do you choose to do with that sliver of the whole that is yours?

Love is the Holy Grail, period. We must start making the changes necessary for our world to heal and to thrive…for us to continue to evolve as the Creator needs us to…by choosing to let go of all that truly doesn’t matter and living our lives as a tribute to all that does truly matter.

Together we are an unstoppable force of, beauty, love and truth upon our precious world…separate, we are a plague of falsehoods, greed, and ugliness. Make what you do matter…then pass it on. Make what we do as a unified people matter…and then pass it on to whomever or whatever comes after us.

Love is the very stardust from which we came, the stardust from whence the Creator breathed its breath of life into and gave humanity its soul…one soul divided into our individual bodies…our star body within our fleshly body.

“Love” is so much more than most can even conceive.

What good am I, if I am only choose to be the dust covering the glow of the rose?

~Julia DarkRose ©2015

‘Fine Print’

10 Sep

This has been The DarkRose Journal’s ‘Fine Print’ since 1994. I have stayed true to these words borne from my 26 year old mind way back when, back before mobile phones or the public Internet…shuddering at even the thought of how I made it through life without these technological tools, Lol. No matter how much I evolve as a human being, ergo, the DRJ also evolves. I am true to my core values of what I believe a decent person should be and/or aspire to become.
Fine PrintEnjoy.
~Julia DarkRose Ray

This Journal is dedicated to exploring the pleasures of the Dark
and alternative realities, 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.
Articles and features in the Journal are of an informative,
educational, historical, entertaining, or satirical nature.
Those who do not enjoy the Journal 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 that the Journal describes, should simply put it down
and not read the damn thing. The Dark and alternative lifestyles
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.
~The DarkRose Journal~

Video

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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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

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