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The Hermit Chronicles: Aimless

“The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet 
and greet unknown fate.“
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In the early dawn, the dark and the bright birth
My silver cage flew open, and I wandered,
Aimless
 
In the cool of the morning, the placenta of night
My foundling feet find rhythm, and I wandered,
Aimless
 
In the heat of noon, the umbilical light a rage
My downy wings grow furious, and I wandered,
Aimless
 
In the dying day, the flower of life now closing
My infant dreams lay in grasses, and I wandered,
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Malevolent – The Illusion of Freedom

“When she’s abandoned her moral center and teachings…when she’s cast aside her facade of propriety and lady-like demeanor…when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure…..enticing from within this feral lioness…growling and scratching and biting…taking everything I dish out to her…..at that moment she is never more beautiful to me. ”
― Marquis de Sade

“All the dark, malevolent Passions of the Soul are roused and exerted; its mild and amiable affections are suppressed; and with them, virtuous Principles are laid prostrate.” – Charles Inglis


tassiasete


Malevolent is my lovers name,
holding her passions lust near pain
Never to light again let them be,
in the open choices of wills release

Fiery and soft though her affections seem,
her subtlety controls the whole of me

With touches sharp and pleasures same,
malevolent creates her wily game

Obscuring with intangible moves,
binding me with hemp that soothes

The illusion of freedom is her claim,
free will held with the surest chains

Malevolent from your sultry kiss I turn,
hard lessons taught but never learned 

06082012

Malevolent – The Illusion of Freedom

“When she’s abandoned her moral center and teachings…when she’s cast aside her facade of propriety and lady-like demeanor…when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure…..enticing from within this feral lioness…growling and scratching and biting…taking everything I dish out to her…..at that moment she is never more beautiful to me. ”
― Marquis de Sade

“All the dark, malevolent Passions of the Soul are roused and exerted; its mild and amiable affections are suppressed; and with them, virtuous Principles are laid prostrate.” – Charles Inglis


tassiasete


Malevolent is my lovers name,
holding her passions lust near pain
Never to light again let them be,
in the open choices of wills release

Fiery and soft though her affections seem,
her subtlety controls the whole of me

With touches sharp and pleasures same,
malevolent creates her wily game

Obscuring with intangible moves,
binding me with hemp that soothes

The illusion of freedom is her claim,
free will held with the surest chains

Malevolent from your sultry kiss I turn,
hard lessons taught but never learned 

06082012