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Monday, August 4, 2008
7:32 PM

I never knew what it would feel like,
To be lit up from the inside.
To have conscious thought ignited by the psyche,
Set aflame like a beacon amidst the tides.

And oh! how it burned.
A bitter taste set upon my tongue.
Regret whipped my face a turn,
As i singed the souls around me.

No more will i dwell in the dark.
I shall seek the light another way.
No more will Rage's arrow find it's mark,
And no more will i be fey.


the first one with a title. interesting.


Romulus Demonicus




Sunday, August 3, 2008
8:31 PM

The last drops of blood to bleed.


Romulus Demonicus



The Circle and The Square

Both are geometrical shapes that most human beings are well acquainted with. One has 4 joints, the other, none. And that's where the crux of this mini-essay lies.

Could it be said that a square, having 4 well-defined joints, well represents the idea of limitations and boundaries? Since the perimeter is so clearly portrayed. By being more relative, perhaps the square symbolizes the relationship the RATIONAL mind enjoys with physical REALITY. The rational mind accepts limits, and considers boundaries and definitions within ALL it's calculations. For example, the irrational mind might consider the possibility of flight. But the rational mind negates that possibility, considering gravity's presence as well as human physical attributes, which makes natural flight impossible in the physical reality.

But what of the circle? In direct opposite, the circle could represent the irrational mind's relationship with the imaginary reality. Bearing no joints whatsoever suggests the presence of no boundaries, and yet, it opens up the discussion that boundaries might be there as well. This balance in consideration suggests another point, but one that will not be presented in this work. However, focusing rather on the lack of boundaries or LIMITS, the irrational mind, in tandem with irreality (imaginary world), may present to us a whole new list of possibilities.

Of course, such a line of thought can only be considered to be true IF the rational and the irrational are firstly considered as completely opposites.

But then again, it's just a thought.


Romulus Demonicus




Saturday, August 2, 2008
10:28 AM

Dreams. The world within.


Romulus Demonicus



Change is the only constant.


Romulus Demonicus



A quivering tremulous note,
Hangs nigh in the dusted air.
Trembling, upon my face it smote.
Sent me reeling from despair.

Such a small tune, warmly familiar.
Hints of guitar strings; a crescendo.
Reminders of a time so dear,
Reminders of a time gone, Finite'O!

Blanked, the mind wanders.
Seeking a refuge in times long gone.
Like a fish on land; floundering.
Finding naught the familirity which it seeks to don.

And so i stand,
Well-smitten by memories palm.
Dreaming dreams that upon my soul, rend.
Stirring my bittersweet calm.


Romulus Demonicus




Friday, August 1, 2008
9:21 PM

I prayed.
I actually did. After a long time, i did.
No one answered, of course.
But it helped to know someone actually cared.

So i spoke aloud.
Voiced my thoughts aloud in my room.
And yet, i felt nothing of a fool.
Just assured, that you listened, up there.

I talked of everything.
Of the young love that never birthed,
The love i must trample.
The act which would break my very heart.

Of papers and letters,
Numbers and figures.
All of which encroach on the refuge of dreams,
To plant seeds of nightmares.

Of all the joys,
And the grief.
Of gain,
And loss.

I gave voice to them all.
And you listened. In silence.


Romulus Demonicus



ravens

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RAVENS
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