You keep using that word (safe). I don’t think it means what you think it means!

You keep using that word (safe)…

I don’t think it means what you think it means!

“How isn’t it safe? It’s safer than attending public school in America. It’s safer than unprotected sex. It’s safer than having an online relationship. It’s safer than eating USDA packaged meats. It’s safer than exposing the truth through your own life experiences and risking bullying on Social Media. Exactly how is it safer to not drink blood from human beings, who want to be vessels for me to drink their blood? With a simple slice through their flesh, both parties are happy. How is it not safe? I have never hurt anyone in the 30+ years I have been accepting their gift of life into my body.”
~Julia DarkRose Caples

This is my reply to a comment in a group that posted one of hundreds of media venues that exploited my life story…and show, graphically, how I slice into another human being’s flesh so that I may drink their flowing blood…this member of the group wrote this comment in response to the video in which I am showing the world how i have always accepted the precious gift of life that has always been offered to me…to me, not to the person writing this comment:
“But it isn’t safe way to drink blood…thank goodness we come far in that…”

Maybe that person has “come far in that,” but I started my life as this, whatever this is that I am… I started my life already knowing a truth. I started my life already ahead of the “game.” I started my life from a different perspective. I have never played by their, by your rules, especially by the rules created within societies of people who were not born like me.

Thank you, kindly, for your attention.
~Julia DarkRose Caples

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Go Boldly, Find and Understand Self-Worth

I am grateful to be able to have tangible reminders of where I came from, what I help create, and all the actual blood, sweat, and tears. The twists, curls, curves, rambles, and wandering within every step of my way.

I am also grateful to have the wisdom to know when it is time to embrace the new day. Time to transform and to take my blood, sweat and tears, boldly into a new world. The world that I am now able to see and find beauty and worth in, out, under, over, and through. Besutu and worth pulsating inside its every cell.

And that is that. It is what it is. Nature is fucking phenomena chaos and I will never waste it on NOT transcending, moving forward, and learning to embrace every stage that Life in all Her unknowable (at this time) intelligence hath created.

I look back, often, at what I created, what I help create, what I changed and what I help change, and remember the sparkling winding red river of life that I chose to drink from…now an empty riverbed. I do not mourn, or whine, or attack others because the brilliant crimson vein has dried up. No, I simply appreciate the sparkling winding red river that I choose to drink from now.

Here are some pics, not even a sliver of what I did and where I came from, representing that once dazzling ruby river…now a dried, cracked, unable to support life, empty bed filled with tourists.
~Julia DarkRose Caples

Walk of the Grand Vampire Peacock

Walk of the Grand Vampire Peacock

**Wow, this simple yet poignant article, kindled the fire within and encouraged me to spit-ball this short FB/Wordpress article.**

This is what, in my humble experienced opinion, the self-proclaimed, “Elders” of the Vampyre Subculture (Community) should be discussing and working towards (the attached article), during their “meetings,” Meetups, courts, or any venue they attend just so they can spew their drivel.

All this crap that all these “leaders” spend precious breathing time fretting and fighting over and for, is truly meaningless, and only exists so those self-entitled “important persons,” can feel like they matter. How any of these “chiefs” are still, after all their professed wisdom, so very blind, is, well, quite telling of the reality of that culture. How can they not know that all the outside validation of their claims (mostly without any proof) will never equate with true acceptance of self…that must always come from within.

Their very self-entitlement (whether voted into a meaningless position in a meaningless social court, house, or any group within that subculture, or not) is testament to their weakness, to their commitment of spreading poppycock and re-living their flash in the pan moment as if anything they have done or are doing will ever matter, in the grand scheme of what is actually important.

Should not Elders of any community be concerned for their people’s survival? And doesn’t that survival mean that those leaders should be concerned with the greater whole, the worldwide crux of what is truly happening? How can Elders of a group of self-labeled, cocks of the walk, claiming to be more enlightened, and in many cases, reveling in their belief that they are more important than Mundanes, be so unconcerned about what really matters? Worrying about parties and balls and walking the walk (of a douchebag extraordinaire actually), and thinking that they are walking the walk of the grand vampire peacock…nope…douchebag.

Man oh man, you need to wake the fuck up. The world has changed from just a few decades ago and is changing rapidly into its next stage of life. Do you, “Elders,” really think that your Houses and Courts and Social Media Groups, mean anything outside your own vanity and egos? All of which only indicates that your truest characters are lacking of meaningful substance and must use your ego to fool the outside world, but most of all, to hide from your very own truth.

Be mad. Keep your Black Veil over your face. Keep not transcending. Keep being a waste upon our Earth. It is all your choice. You are relics of self-serving double-talk and gibberish.

Apparently, you still don’t get it.

~Julia DarkRose Caples

 

 

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Those Dastardly Cowards!

 

 

Candid Julia Caples

**Warning for all those I tagged, yes, I posted a sexy selfie of myself to make people look at my post, fuck yes, I did! I am through the roof manic and absolutely can not shut off my mind and/or dull the very passions that are forged within my fiery essence, known as Julia DarkRose. If you even decide to read my ramblings, I am humbled and grateful, but do not really expect discussion to ensue. As is the madness of being an artistic alchemist, I just have to create and in some way share my madness or become consumed by it.

Thank you for your understanding and continued support as my family and friends.

Not everything in the shadows is cool, awesome, mysterious, powerful, or worth discovering. Sometimes, the Darklight needed to comfort and help people transition from one understanding to another, is not welcomed or appreciated in its time of brilliance. Sometimes, only after the Darklight has transformed into another reality, do those who needed that darklight the most, finally stop chasing what was never truly worthy of their time and life.***

Okay, so, I was informed tonight that I am “hard core,” and that most people do not think on/from the same sphere that I think on/from and that, perhaps, I am not writing clearly, and/or in a way that will help reach those people that I believe might benefit from a spot light shown directly onto those individuals that willingly choose to distort the truth…and in all other variations of language as we understand it, either, out-right lie, and/or sprinkle just enough information here and there, about different topics as to seem, to the unaware and uniformed, that they are actually teaching universal truths (probably a run-on sentence but can not see it at the moment). When, indeed, they are not and are actually brainwashing those seekers of a path, whatever that might be, that is, perhaps, more meaningful than what they have previously found in their lives.

That is NOT being a little wicked, that is down right dastardly, and is on par with any organized religion (cult,same thing). Why is it acceptable to turn the spotlight on those false prophets of, let’s say, Christianity, but it is not acceptable to shine that light on those charlatans within a smaller culture or sub-culture, like, oh, say, the Vampire Community?

It is within my understanding, that you can lead a horse to water, however, how in the fuck is that horse going to drink the water, if his instinct is NOT as strong, as say, mine, and does not realize that it is even water and is necessary to sustain life, his life?

Beyond the lack of instincts, perhaps that horse is more susceptible to brain-washing than, say, myself (I left home at 12 due to not accepting the brainwashing of Christianity, and lived “hard core” on the streets because of that decision and would do it all again, to give the big ole “fuck you” to that particular path). And if that horse has already been brainwashed or is in the process of being brainwashed, what kind of piece of apathetic shit am I, to have knowledge gained from living, and to not do my best to help that horse understand the water and why he must drink?

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Apparently I have confused and/or offended some people with my “hard core” and passionate pursuit of universal truths and making sure that charlatans, from all walks of life, get their cummuppins!

If the liars have a messenger, then it is, in my experience, that truths of the universe must also have a messenger. While it is often believed and lived by many people, that truths stand on their own and will be discovered in time (which is relative), how many people’s lives are acceptable to ruin, that could have been redirected and helped by said truth messengers? Instead, they become destroyed by the liars, by those shameless charlatans?

I am not trying to think for people, that is ridiculous. I am not trying to help anyone from an outside perspective. I have lived this lie, perpetrated by many individuals and Houses within the GVC/OVC/VC. I even lost my children (when I was in my twenties. “won” them back in the longest 6 months of my life), in part, because of my failure to see past the lies.

Shouldn’t everyone be allowed to make their own choices based on education? Shouldn’t everyone have the chance to start out their journey upon a solid foundation? If your foundation is created out of lies and delusions, it will never be strong enough to truly help you, support you, and fulfill your deepest and truest desires.

If people relinquish their power to liars, that is on them. However, I have to do what it is in my nature to do. I can not abide injustice and dishonor. I can not abide liars on such a grand and important scale as those dastardly cowards within the vampire sub-culture.

Knowing how to think is as important as having facts and truth presented to you so you can think for yourself.

 

***I don’t know the drama that’s going on in the vampire subculture. I mainly do not pay attention. I am on the fringe of that sub culture, to be sure. I am writing a series of blog articles about spiritual charlatan’s, mostly, in all cultures. I am merely starting with the two cultures I have the greatest emotional response to and the greatest amount of experience in/with….the vampire subculture and the culture of Christianity. Both, mirror each other, perhaps more than most people in both groupings realize. Thank you to everyone who has asked for further clarification.***

 

 

 

 

~Julia DarkRose Caples

Southern Gothic Ascending

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…

SOUTHERN GOTHIC
noun
1.
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

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

ascend
(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
morphology in American
(mɔrˈfɑlədʒi ; môrfälˈəjē)
noun
1.
the branch of biology that deals with the form and structure of animals and plants
2.
a.
the branch of linguistics that deals with word structure and with functional changes in the forms of words, such as inflection and compounding
b.
the study of the structure, classification, and relationships of morphemes
3.
any scientific study of form and structure, as in physical geography
4.
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.

TAPROOT
aproot in American
(ˈtæpˌrut ; tapˈro̅otˌ)
noun
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.

THRESHOLD
threshold
Pronunciation /ˈθrɛʃˌhəʊld//ˈθrɛʃəʊld/
NOUN
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

OLD-WORLD
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

My Symbolism

Because several people have asked and I apologize for not doing a thorough enough job, through my creations, communicating what the image I created is actually symbolizing.

I hope this description will allow a better understanding for those who choose to apply that which I have lived and am living and try to translate through my various artistic endeavors, to their lives for personal transformation and, in time, societal transformation.

The apple represents universal knowledge applied as earned wisdom. The butterfly represents endless personal transformation based on said knowledge applied as wisdom. The blood covering the apple and butterfly and my hand (hand is to convey Mankind’s role in our universe)…the blood covering it all, conveys my lineage (Draconian) and our role with Mankind.
Thank you, kindly, for asking.
~Julia DarkRose Caples
🌹👍

“Look at me!”

“Look at me!” Look at me!”
“Please, someone look at meeeeeee!”

I understand our need to be recognized on some level that allows us to feel validated, in whatever way we need it, that validation, to work. What I am communicating to everyone, about the constant barrage of media that reach out for me almost weekly, is simply this:

I firmly believe that the world does NOT need another article, live interview, documentary,book, or any form of media, when the end result being conveyed to the world is this…
“MILF Who Drinks Human Blood by the Gallon from Her Army of Slaves!”
Nope. Nope. Nope.

I am not doing it anymore. Now, I say this every couple of years, for the last 20 years or so, I know. While I will make exceptions for a few people and their worthy shows, for the majority of media, unless they are going to discuss with me my artistic alchemy and how I am earnestly trying to help transcend our world, one creature at a time…then, no.

However, some of us, only know how to live the fuck out of this gift of life we have and wear our constant transformations on our sleeve, so to speak….Ergo the teeny tiny, sliver of a visual trip through my entire being of transformation…I hope this helps those who might need it.

I have just too much life, lol, seriously! No way to include it all here visually! But, still, I am hopeful that this post will speak to those who need it.
Thank you, kindly. 
Sincerely,
~Julia DarkRose Caples
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Here for your reading pleasure, or not, is the thirteenth re-post of two of my favorite and what I believe to be, most endarkening (enlightening) works of my literary alchemy.

Do You Truly See Me?
By Julia DarkRose
©2014

I know, in this very moment of fluidity,
of the seemingly endless cycle of time,
I know what lies beyond my door.
I went into the darkness so I can shine.
Within my liquid darkness, I am the Darklight.
Most people spend their lives thinking that they are afraid to die.
When, in truth, I believe that they are truly afraid to live…

Over the mountains and over the waves,
Under the fountains and under the graves;
Under floods that are deepest, which Neptune obey,
Over rocks that are steepest,
My crimson love will find out the way.

With a burning spear, and a horse of air,
To the wilderness I wander.
By a knight of ghosts and shadows
I’m summoned beyond the wide world’s end.

From the wicked hags and hungry goblins
That into bloody rags would rend me,
And from the spirit that stands
by the unawakened, naked man,
I rise above thee,
And fight for a better day.

In the book of Moons, there you will find,
Written in The Mothers own blood,
My name…Daughter of Truth.

Love not me for only comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
Nor for any outward part.
No, love me too for my valiant spirit
And my constant loving dark heart.
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Excerpt from
Chapter Five of “Blood’s Truth”
Copyright 2016
Julia DarkRose Caples

Chapter Five
A Living Vampire,
Religion and Spirituality
not (necessarily)included

As I walked out one evening, I looked over Man’s shoulder
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.
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.

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 diversions done in the sight of heaven.”

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 truly do not want;

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.
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