Let's get a few things straight -
I WAS in love with select women (feminine women): Then they decided to be too soft and complacent. Had to let them go.
I WAS in love with decisive select women (responsible women). Then they decided to be masculine and full of testosterone. Had to let them go.
Love died.
I know my type of women that I adore.
She's but a faded dream now.
We men are programmed to desire woman.
I still do desire woman.
Silently.
But I have learned to shut it all down.
Men, I will kill you if you think for a second I am anything other than hetero.
My honesty has become your shield. WEAR IT and LEAVE.
As for you ladies, well, I hold standards high but not too high.
After all humans are fallible creatures, including me.
There, there I knocked my own Hubris down, so you don't have to.
As for the occult, paganism, vampirsm, and anything that smacks of magic or spell oriented practices, including luciferianism and variances thereof ~ you all have one FOCUS to understand and master ~ it is your own vibrational energy, goddammit!
Whether you call your own vibrational energy an official name people can understand or not (like vampirism, hedonism, paganism, occult anything, etc.), you have only ONE FOCUS IN THIS LIFE.
MASTER YOUR FUCKING VIBRATIONAL ENERGY FOR ONCE.
Yeah, had to scream it.
No one listens to a whisper ~ too much distraction in this life.
And YOUR only enemy is distraction.
There is no God or Satan or Virgin Mary or Lilith. That's all bullshit.
We stupid humans have to give names to PERCEIVED entities gestated by our historically stupid HYPER-ACTIVE IMAGINATIONS.
Want to argue?
Eh, bring it.
At the heart of what you study, you suspect or know that your own vibrational energy FASCINATES you.
Therefore you're simply part of the selfish fabric called humanism.
THAT'S WHY YOU FIND THE PEOPLE YOU FIND.
(birds of a feather flock together)
I'll don my own cap with my nameless vibrational energy and wear it without fanfare.
Should you find my cloudless, shadowless, smokeless brazen wit a breadth of freshness with which to exchange healthy honesty, then you are welcome into a new blunt, honest, no-nonsense world.
I'm sure I'm not alone.
But it sure feels like it.
And yet, something tells me more will join in, when they tire of the deception that surrounds.
This next part is for all lonely souls.
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Betrayal itself feels strong and clever
Thoroughly layered inside truth forever
Perforating into love's best grace
Dripping bitterness, a brazen sour taste
Love's strength crumbles thin & dry
Underneath night's humbled darkened sky
Love cries nightly asunder with ache
Wickedness comes ruthlessly, love cannot escape
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