Farewell to me...

[Vortex7]

Prophesies

A veil within a veil
Maiden mother crone
One brought forth lust and confusion
One brought forth the gift of magick<
One brought forth the illusion of beauty just to shockingly reveal a dog devouring it's own body

She with a mask of glamour a dead mouth and reptile eyes

A cross of purple dogwood flowers
Silk turning to putrid ashl
Reptile eyes
A veil within a veil
A dream within a dream...



My slimy psychosis and drug fueled chrysalis has finally brought me to the point of no return.

"...there is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there."