Dyzan's blog: "The Realm"

Angel
You are so precious to me
You give me a reason for living
And a sense of hope
As the dark days approach
Thoughts of you keep me sane
I have drifted through time
I have lost my way
But the stars always guide me back to you
My love, hold my hand
Understand that I love you
And I will never let you go
We will live for eternity
Through our children and in the memories of friends
Our love is an unbreakable bond
Built on sound foundations
And forged through centuries of time
The gods looks over us and protects us
In this ever aging world of ours
I think of you and feel comforted
We once lived in parallel worlds
Yet destined to meet and be as one
I am a memory in the collection of time
And you are all I have left
You own my heart
My soul
Forever and always your love
Your Guardian
Your Daemon

~Dyzan - May 31st, 2011

http://www.thechurchofgoogle.org/forum/showthread.php?t=1616&page=4 Post #38: First off let me say, your religion has never been "quiet". Not once in your 2000 years of oppression (yes that's right I said it) have you been "quiet". You weren't quiet when your religion started and you are most certainly not quiet today. You claim to lay low? I've had a Christian (from one branch or another) at my doorstep every fucking Saturday since I can remember. That's forcing your religion on others. How exactly is that quiet or laying low? I am a history buff, and I can rip apart your bible within minutes. 98% of what is written in there is stolen from older cultures or total bullshit. Adam and Eve - Where's Lilith? Your religion is based in Judaism, quote them correctly or not at all. Adam ate an apple, which was taken from the Tree Of KNOWLEDGE, Your god doesn't want you to know anything? (It's also the same tree Odin hung from, odd. I will get to Odin in a minute.) Because of that apple, we all die. But Adam, lived for 930yrs? Why don't we all live that long? Noah - stolen. Not only did you steal the story you changed almost all of it yes there was a flood and and his name is correct the rest is totally wrong. He never built an arch. He floated on the sea with the rest of the people in his town on what was more than likely a small barge. (He was later kicked out his town, did you add that?) Moses - bullshit Parted the red Sea? First off, wrong Sea and secondly the backpacking trip from Egypt to "The Promised Land" takes 11 fucking days. I'm thinking after a year I would have known the idiot was lost. Therefore your commandments are bullshit and repeat themselves. Holidays - All stolen. Easter, Palm Sunday and your favorite Christmas. Jesus was likely born in June or July. Not on Dec 25th. The Christmas holiday is actually a winter festival held by pagans to celebrate the winter solstice. You either stolen from Romans, Wicca, Judaism or stories so old EVERY culture has a version of it (Cain and Abel, the warring brothers). Not only do you steal from other beliefs you only take half the story and ad-lib the rest. Or exaggerate beyond any other religion I have ever studied. I have studied history and religion in my spare time for many many years and I can honestly say, your religion is probably the most ridiculous of them all. Not because your savior was a flawed man with an incredibly bad temper, but because you believe blindly that he is in fact perfect. Also he was never married, lived with his mom and never had children. A man of his age, who lived in those times who wasn't married with children by the age of 25 would have NEVER been followed. No one would have listened to him. They would have snickered behind his back. Grow the fuck up and read your fucking bible. Your god gave you free will, which you refuse to exercise. You only do what your church and your commandments deem as okay to do. The only faith any fucking human should have is in themselves. The belief and the knowledge that no matter what comes their way, they can handle it. Instead, you kneel in a fucking church and pray for wisdom and knowledge. Go to a fucking library. There you will learn how much bullshit is really in your bible and how much oppression you have really caused. I will use only a few examples: Native Americans. They were not wiped out by "evil white man" they were wiped out by Christianity. You forced them to not use their languages! You forced them into your churches to pray for a salvation they had already found, with the great mother earth. 90% of their languages are now all gone. Thanks to you. (One of those languages saved our ass in WWII) Norse beliefs. You wave your cross in front of Norseman, a image of a man hanging from a cross, when their beliefs had a Man (Odin) hanging from the world tree upside down for 9days (funny also pierced by a spear, his own Gugnir) for what? Not to save his people of the sins they are born with but, for knowledge, yes that evil word again. By the way, the word Wednesday hails from his name Wodan, so every time you say that word Wednesday, you are committing a sin. Sound ludicrous? Well you made up the rules, I am just happily obliging you. Your image of Satan. The horned goat, he's actually a stag (and or reindeer). He's the god of early hunters to show his power over his prey. Yes he is the image of death, but life and death are a continuous cycle. Not an evil god who makes you do bad things. Try accepting responsibility for your own actions. The devil didn't make you do, you fucking wanted to. My favorite, the "witch". This image was created by your religion to make the elder female in a village look "evil". Because she had the knowledge (taught no doubt by the previous elder woman of the village, all this knowledge had been known for thousands of years) of herbs to cure the common cold and all your prays could not make this happen. So you gave her a wart, gave her a few more wrinkles and a hat. You also gave her a cauldron and a giant spoon, for her evil potions! What she was actually cooking was a few simple herbs that are found in the ground for the poor sick villager in her tent. Trying to ease their pain and suffering brought on by disease that comes naturally to us all. (Common cold, flu, cancer and many other diseases that plague humans.) Later in your religion, your head honchos killed more than a million "witches" Who were just free thinking woman. So if are a woman who can read and write, you have the devil's knowledge. Careful the inquisition could be around the corner again. Do you see yet how retarded you honestly look to those of us who have used knowledge (evil) to enrich our lives? Those of us who have thought outside the bible and learned what we could to better understand where we come from and where we are heading. I would much rather come from the ape line than a 930yr old man who can't think for himself, is convinced by his sister (she came from him, same DNA) to eat an apple that destroys humanity forever and then he fucks her. You say most of the population is still Christian. This is in fact true. But, mass stupidity is usually more present in large groups.

"If Christ were here there is one thing he would not be--a Christian." ~ Mark Twain

"I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ."~Gandhi

Being noticed can be a burden. Jesus got himself crucified because he got himself noticed. So I disappear a lot. -Bob Dylan

They want me to write finger pointing songs...trouble is I only got 10 fingers. -I'm Not There

With soap baptism is a good thing. -Robert Ingersoll

The full moon rises to the sound of a wolves' howling cry.

Howling as a shadow is spotted emerging from the darkest of night.

The wolf howls decreased and he creeps forward as trying not to pry.

Glowing eyes he sees from the darkness and soon it takes flight.

The wolf cowers to the ground as his Master soars above.

The greatest of the Vampyres putting movie vamps to shame.

Flying around as a dark graceful dove.

Landing in a park eyes searching for the mundane.

The wolf trots beside his Lord and surveys the land.

Looking up into his Master's eyes and with a nod leaves his side.

The Vampyre watches as his Were disappears.

He has served him well throughout the years.

Walking cautiously not making a sound.

He smells blood in the air and turns around.

His dark eyes spots an underground night club and smile he does.

Flashing his teeth in the translucent light.

Slowly he walks forward into the club and out of sight.

Light as bright as day,

In which the angels do play.

Bringing a feeling of ease,

Joyful and happiness that please.

Sunshine brought forth the flowers,

Wonderful scent tantalizing the powers.

The rays beaming down,

Until the shadows can be found.

The Vampyres rest in the daylight hours,

only to awaken at twilight's birth.

Lingering in the darkness they do wait.

Waiting for the right time to fulfill their fate.

The light dims and slowly fades away,

Until total pitch black darkness replaces the day.

Chaos is born as the blackout takes over the land.

Things that go bump in the night take and make plans.

Creatures of darkness do come into being.

Kindred of souls as Vampyres, Demons and other fiends.

Blood is now spilt at the sound of a scream.

Waking many a mortal from frightful dreams.

Dreams that now become reality in their purest form.

Bring forth the nightmares and terrors to be born.

Nocturnal natures come alive.

Bringing forth the dark magicks hidden deep inside.

Powers unleashed into the dark abyss.

Giving them strength and the Vampyres do hiss.

The Witches chant into the night.

Leading to the mundanes to be scared and take flight.

No where to run, no where to hide.

They'll only wish to be able to stay alive.

Blackout occurring deep in one's soul.

Bringing the dark energies to be born and flow.

Capturing the innocent purest of hearts.

Leading to the end of where they all part.

Will the light ever return, the people do ask.

Ha ha, laughs the darkness, that shall never pass.

Darkness consumes all even the purest of light.

So basically there's no point in putting up a flight.

Black as dark as night. Night as black as coal.

Darkness will forever reign. Inside this untimely fold.

Blackouts will always occur when light is unprotected.

So be very weary of your surroundings,

You may never know what may be of the foundings.

Heed this as a warning to all those who dare.

To defy the darkness of nature within if you care.

The true nature of a Nightkind,

one who embraces total darkness with pride.

Is to understand the beauty of night and lunar light with nothing to hide.

So every time you see a shadow, just remember this.

It is blackout of darkness wanting to say hi with a slight kiss.

Chaos uncontrolled will soon be shackled and bind into submission and peace will be born from the shadowy depths of hell.

Watch your thoughts; they become words.

Watch your words; they become actions.

Watch your actions, they become habits.

Watch your habits, they become character.

Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

Tick tock goes the clock

Around the face at an even pace

Time drifting by as the crows do fly

Darkness creeping in the bones forming an immortal sin

Tick tock to the beat of a black heart

Breaking and cracking until it falls apart

Dead as the corpse rotting in the ground

A dark treasure waiting to be found

Loving like a sensual vampyre urging to bite and feel the rush

Blood flowing freely into the mouth as the teeth do crush

Tick tock listening to the empty sound of a still heart

A heart of glass that has broken and has lost all its parts

That black glass how shiny and pristine

Shattered into a million pieces breaking apart at the seams

Time heals all wounds or so I've heard

Bandaging the hurt inside and sorrows and letting it fly free as a bird

Tick tock the sound of a beating drum

Beating and coming to life until all is done

~Shadow Chaos~ August 20th 2008

Whispers in the wind I do hear,

They tell a story I hold so dear,

For on the night of a great full moon,

As I stand in the shadows which I do loom,

With the stars shining brightly against the ghostly midnight sky,

I can hear in the distance of a wolf's howling cry,

The breeze blows gently and I feel a soft touch,

I turn around swiftly and see petals falling down that I do clutch,

Looking them over closely I do realize,

They are Rose petals I say and I begin to finalize,

The idea of my future to come will be,

In the presence of Mother Nature, the Goddess of three,

They are Black Rose petals I do claim,

The essence of my darkness within they do tame,

Forever more they presently fulfill my fate,

The Black Rose of sorrow, shadows, dark love and passion will open the gate,

A gate to my heart, my soul, my spirit, my darkness, and my deepest desires,

It will continue to grow until my inner flame becomes a huge burning fire,

And like the thorns of the rose that pricks and makes blood flow,

Blood, energy of life, energy that makes ones aura glow,

The trickling blood, pouring from an open vein,

Will continue to remind ones self are we really all sane,

The Black Rose symbolizes all of this,

A dark love inside just wanting to be kissed,

Lust for another, a kindred soul mate,

Will let it all go from ones self and leave it to fate,

These are the secrets the winds do tell,

Of my eternal being, true self, astral spirit, magicks that can not fail,

The Black Rose of Darkness continues to bloom,

On the darkest of nights,

in the light of the full moon.

~*Shadow Chaos*~ October 7, 2007

There's a puddle of blood on the floor.

Flowing in deranged patterns, splattered along the edges.

Drip, dripping from up above, in slowly collecting drops, spilling downward as gravity pulls.

The deep red mask of the crimson embrace.

Leaving a flavor for the Vampyre to taste.

Eyes of intense furiosity, drawn to the glow, of the liquid fire spilling below.

The puddle of blood.

Scent drawing the hunger into being.

Bloodlust uncontrolling, a reminder of the cause, the origin of the flow.

Looking above as the smell draws one near, can be seen as the sacrifice made.

Made by the willing, the unwary donor.

Unaware of the dangers at risk, giving of ones self in complete trust.

Freely offering the soul to be consumed.

Traces of energy outpour, along with the stream of freshly spilled plasma.

Continue to collect in the masses beneath.

Puddle of blood.

So full of life.

So full of death.

Energy empowering.

Given away for the Vampyre's strength.

Will in return become your downfall.

Your weakness in the end.

End of all ends.

End of all roads.

End of all paths

. Leading to the untimely finale.

The Reaper awaits at the gates.

Shadowed by darkness to conclude your fate.

Fate that has now been written, and come to an end.

Puddle of blood, so beautiful and serene.

The energy of life drained.

Puddle of blood on the floor,

shall open that closed door, to the underworld once more.

~Shadow Chaos~ March 19, 2008