๐“šฮน๐“ƒz
California, United States
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ— .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ :.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€.ใ€€.
ใ€€ ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€...somewhereใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ :.
ใ€€ . โ€ข ยฐ ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€:.ใ€€.ใ€€ยธ . โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…โ˜พ ยฐโ˜… . ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€
ใ€€.ใ€€ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ .ใ€€ โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€
ใ€€*ใ€€.ใ€€ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. ...Way up high* โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. * ยธ.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ . .ใ€€
ใ€€ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€... in the Universe...ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พใ€€โ˜… ยฐ .
ใ€€ . โ€ข ยฐ ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€:.ใ€€.ใ€€ยธ . โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…โ˜พ ยฐโ˜… . ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ . .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ
:.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ใ€€. ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€. โ— .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€ยธ.
โ— .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ :.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€.ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. โ— ยธ .ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ ใ€€

By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,

On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule-
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.

Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
With forms that no man can discover
For the tears that drip all over;
Mountains toppling evermore
Into seas without a shore;
Seas that restlessly aspire,
Surging, unto skies of fire;
Lakes that endlessly outspread
Their lone waters- lone and dead,-
Their still waters- still and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily.

By the lakes that thus outspread
Their lone waters, lone and dead,-
Their sad waters, sad and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily,-
By the mountains- near the river
Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,-
By the grey woods,- by the swamp
Where the toad and the newt encamp-
By the dismal tarns and pools
Where dwell the Ghouls,-
By each spot the most unholy-
In each nook most melancholy-
There the traveller meets aghast
Sheeted Memories of the Past-
Shrouded forms that start and sigh
As they pass the wanderer by-
White-robed forms of friends long given,
In agony, to the Earth- and Heaven.

For the heart whose woes are legion
'Tis a peaceful, soothing region-
For the spirit that walks in shadow
'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
But the traveller, travelling through it,
May not- dare not openly view it!
Never its mysteries are exposed
To the weak human eye unclosed;
So wills its King, who hath forbid
The uplifting of the fringed lid;
And thus the sad Soul that here passes
Beholds it but through darkened glasses.


โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ— .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ :.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€.ใ€€.
ใ€€ ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€...somewhereใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ :.
ใ€€ . โ€ข ยฐ ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€:.ใ€€.ใ€€ยธ . โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…โ˜พ ยฐโ˜… . ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€
ใ€€.ใ€€ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ .ใ€€ โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€
ใ€€*ใ€€.ใ€€ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. ...Way up high* โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. * ยธ.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ . .ใ€€
ใ€€ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€... in the Universe...ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พใ€€โ˜… ยฐ .
ใ€€ . โ€ข ยฐ ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€:.ใ€€.ใ€€ยธ . โ— ยธ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…โ˜พ ยฐโ˜… . ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ . .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ยฐ
:.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ใ€€. ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€. โ— .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐโ˜† ใ€€ยธ.
โ— .ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ :.ใ€€ . โ€ข โ—‹ ยฐ โ˜…ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€.ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. * โ— ยธ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ยฐ โ˜พ ยฐ ใ€€ยธ. โ— ยธ .ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ใ€€โ˜… ยฐ โ˜พ โ˜† ยธ. ยธ ใ€€โ˜…ใ€€ ใ€€

By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,

On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule-
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.

Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
With forms that no man can discover
For the tears that drip all over;
Mountains toppling evermore
Into seas without a shore;
Seas that restlessly aspire,
Surging, unto skies of fire;
Lakes that endlessly outspread
Their lone waters- lone and dead,-
Their still waters- still and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily.

By the lakes that thus outspread
Their lone waters, lone and dead,-
Their sad waters, sad and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily,-
By the mountains- near the river
Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,-
By the grey woods,- by the swamp
Where the toad and the newt encamp-
By the dismal tarns and pools
Where dwell the Ghouls,-
By each spot the most unholy-
In each nook most melancholy-
There the traveller meets aghast
Sheeted Memories of the Past-
Shrouded forms that start and sigh
As they pass the wanderer by-
White-robed forms of friends long given,
In agony, to the Earth- and Heaven.

For the heart whose woes are legion
'Tis a peaceful, soothing region-
For the spirit that walks in shadow
'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
But the traveller, travelling through it,
May not- dare not openly view it!
Never its mysteries are exposed
To the weak human eye unclosed;
So wills its King, who hath forbid
The uplifting of the fringed lid;
And thus the sad Soul that here passes
Beholds it but through darkened glasses.


Featured Artwork Showcase
NIHIL
641 1538 87
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € ๐•ด ๐–‰๐–” ๐–Ž๐–™ ๐–Š๐–๐–ˆ๐–Š๐–•๐–™๐–Ž๐–”๐–“๐–†๐–‘๐–‘๐–ž ๐–œ๐–Š๐–‘๐–‘.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š ๐•ด ๐–‰๐–” ๐–Ž๐–™ ๐–˜๐–” ๐–Ž๐–™ ๐–‹๐–Š๐–Š๐–‘๐–˜ ๐–‘๐–Ž๐–๐–Š ๐–๐–Š๐–‘๐–‘.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š ๐•ด ๐–‰๐–” ๐–Ž๐–™ ๐–˜๐–” ๐–Ž๐–™ ๐–‹๐–Š๐–Š๐–‘๐–˜ ๐–—๐–Š๐–†๐–‘.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š ๐•ด ๐–Œ๐–š๐–Š๐–˜๐–˜ ๐–ž๐–”๐–š ๐–ˆ๐–”๐–š๐–‘๐–‰ ๐–˜๐–†๐–ž ๐•ดโ€™๐–›๐–Š ๐–† ๐–ˆ๐–†๐–‘๐–‘.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € ๐•ด๐–™โ€™๐–˜ ๐–™๐–๐–Š ๐–™๐–๐–Š๐–†๐–™๐–—๐–Ž๐–ˆ๐–†๐–‘
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š ๐’ฆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“๐‘’๐“Ž
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐‘”๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น๐‘’๐“‡
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Š Prison of Flesh

Featured Artwork Showcase
Defeat, my Defeat, my Deathless Courage
315 541 34
ใ€€ ใ€€ ใ…คใ…คใ…ค
The mind, a cage, where Madness made its home, Built twisting paths, for broken thoughts to roam. Imagination, once a joyful friend, Now drew grim shapes, that had no start or end. In Solitude, a crushing, heavy weight, Depression's grip, sealed by an awful fate. Each beat of heart, a pulse of silent pain, Washing the soul, with acid, bitter rain.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š
Does Heaven watch, from halls beyond the veil? Or is it deaf, to every mortal wail? A deep Abandonment, a chilling thought, That all our pleas, for mercy, come to naught. What is this life? A question old and deep, A bitter secret, that the shadows keep.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š
Death's quiet call, a promise soft and low, To end this torment, let the spirit go. But cursed Immortality, a heavy chain, Meant no escape, from never-ending pain. A burning Hatred, for the fate imposed, A twisted passion, for doors forever closed.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š
No Empathy for cries, nor Sympathy for pain, Just hollow echoes, in the endless rain. A chilling Terror, that grips the mind so tight, And steals away, the last faint spark of light.

So life goes on, a slow and bitter crawl, Towards the edge, where shadows rise and fall. In Endless Chaos, wrapped in deepest night, No dawn will break, to bring a gentle light. Just life and death, in an eternal fray, Where Hopelessness holds final, grimest sway.


โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€Šโ€Šโ€Šโ€Š

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In my darkness, I have found beauty in pain.. the only love I've ever known..
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I've had my but whole fractured many times.