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Hither came they on horror fraught wings of aeons past Crowned and clad in the ancient night of time As the fallen, faded petals of sunset dipped into ulterior night They gathered, somber and secret, to observe my passing. My years crept past the vaults of reality enshrouded in mystic gray I knew them as the passing of shadows born upon flowing, archaic waters With still born eyes I gazed upon the sepulcheric dome of the sky, seeing naught Evoking the dead and spectral dreams of the primal, eldritch past to give answer. Vaguely I lived, merely existing, in shadowy, necromantic dreams Dreams that hover on the verge of fathomless sleep In lethargic abandon I challenged stagnant morality to part And descended with malefic laughter into the bosom of the absolute void Forgotten gods gazed with eyes of ultimate oblivion, and spoke Be thou enamored of deaths darkly curtained halls. I gave them answer Nay, for I have been to the wall. The bastion between hope and certainty. The riddle which lies betwixt fate and choice. And long for its cryptic embrace. The black, funeral veil of night covers me in misted sorrow I lie in the chill, eternal twilight of infinite gloom. Half life, child like, yet driven Chaos unravels the corridors of my mind, no destination sought, no desire. It corrupts my soul with irreverence. Nothing cherished left sacred. Eternity is ended. Everything is nothing. Clinging only to ghosts Insanity, but knowledge gained no other can comprehend Remember me as one with the rampant sky, born of fire to soon quenched A slave to memorys beckon. A glimpse of dark reflection. -AD

It's just like Grace Slick says - "When the truth is found. To be lies. And all the joy, within you dies. Don't you want somebody to love." -Jefferson Airplane

My sympathies to those of you who lost any of your wallpapers in the latest purge. It's a great reminder of why we all have to be vigilant about freedom of expression and the fight against censorship, not just in artistic expression but in all facets of life. Andeavenor and the staff at ArtNet

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth. Death is a release from the impressions of the senses, and from desires that make us their puppets, and from the vagaries of the mind, and from the hard service of the flesh.- Marcus Aurelius

Happy holidays to all. I'm back from my vaca now as well. Fishing was excellent. I'll try to get through all the new submissions today and see what goodies you've all uploaded!

5 straight weeks of rain! Wettest March on record! Would a little bit of sun be to much to ask for? Just about time to start building an Ark! Have a wonderful (dry) week everyone. }:8)

The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened. Happy & Safe St. Patricks Day