

choicesAs I awoke from my nightly slumber I pondered greatly on the course which a should set for the daychoices
I asked myself which mask should I wear
to hide my hideousness from the world should I be a fair but dull prince,
or maybe a gallant knight
No I must hide who I am from the uncaring world each eccentric quirk is a weakness and must be hidden lest it be shown in plain view and lead to my destruction
the quest for Amour must not be hampered by imperfications of the mortal coil.


DoubtI awoke at the twilight of the Sun Frightened I sensed a hidden presence I search my Sanctum for this intruder But could not find itDoubt
Its laughter was mockingly loud
Yet I knew not where it came
I drew my sword in Anger Come forward I commanded it
It taunted me still Child do not play knight with me,
You can no more harm me
Then you can your own shadow I closed my eyes to feel its presence To my horror it came from within


The little taste of JoyOh, my son you know not what thy misses Here have a sip from Freyja's chaliceThe little taste of Joy
You see how sweet it is too the lips Ah, you long for more
That you must not have It sweet juices are not meant for you


The InspirationAs she strode along the emerald halls With paint and brush along her side The great artist sought the most Elusive of MusesThe Inspiration
When she had finally reached The palace gardens
She was struck breathless
As the first morning light Had greeted the flowers themselves
Then as Inspiration itself had reached down
From the heavens themselves
She fell into a great frenzy of action
She awoke exhausted and began to wonder Was this all just a dream And then she saw the finished masterpiece.
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"Any fool can copy if he tried long enough; what you are to do is CREATE, get the feeling of your subject and put THAT there." --Emily Carr
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