• I saw the story in the stars–
    The songs that came to be;
    I saw the painting in the sky;
    It was reflected in the sea.
    I saw the scripture of the hours
    In the halls of moonlit spires,
    I saw the shifting of the scales,
    Felt the judgement of their fires.

    I’ve seen the flood that filled the earth;
    I’ve watched the final star in flight;
    I’ve dreamed…[Read more]

  • I looked up “the greatest sin of the playwright”–thinking about how to defeat the writing of another writer might play out. Instead of getting the answer to my question, I found this:

    August Strindberg — He is considered the “father” of modern Swedish literature and his The Red Room (1879) has frequently been described as the first modern…[Read more]

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    I’m laughing at clouds….

  • So I tried to figure out what the grand narrative was last night. Was it the story of Anoch, Sabrina, Orders and Brotherhoods–saints and demons? That’s an easy picture to paint, an easy fiction to believe. It’s the trappings of a thing, but a good creator knows that behind every story, there’s something greater than the fictions we create.…[Read more]

  • “…if they would but yield….”
    KTIS

    All right…so, from what I can gather, these are both of religious significance–ostensibly the Christian religion. One is a phrase from a book entitled Abandonment. It’s weird how little that phrase appears elsewhere. Or at least that Google’s first choices without the quotes is all about economics–and…[Read more]

  • I’ll start.

    Last night, was one of those weird nights where I found myself walking in circles–falling apart in a way that I felt was pointless. It reminded me of the turning and turning in the widening gyre…and how the center cannot hold. It reminded me of the Beast slouching toward Bethlehem…and while I know those words were meant for…[Read more]

  • Sometimes a thousand words can’t even begin to describe the things you want to say. They walk you around in circles until you’re almost certain there’s some level of crazy that you are. But then there are those moments when a thought will crystallize into something sublime–a pattern, a form, a rhyme. It’s something so much more than the words…[Read more]

  • This dialogue…I love this dialogue. It reminds me of …something. Joss Whedon, Get Shorty….

    I had some weird dreams last night, but I’ll get to that. I just wanted to say that I’m reading, and I’m watching, …and I’m listening.

    Think I’ve almost got a nickname for you….

    ~~ AR

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    What is reality in a virtual world? Is it what you see? Who you know? What you’re told? Is it on the other side of the screen or is everything just an act–a moment’s truth masquerading as a lie? I could call you a hypocrite, but in the end, aren’t we all?

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    *sighs* I need a drink….

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    And so into Darkness we now tread
    Blindly following the clues we’re fed;
    And if by chance at Midnight’s Hour
    We arrive at the Ivory Tower
    Will we live to see the Dawn,
    Or will all hope for us…be gone?

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    “I want to believe,” the poster reads,
    And thus they planted many seeds….

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    At last, Geoffrey has found his White Goddess….

  • Argentrose posted a new activity comment 6 years, 1 month ago

    @blondie — You are beautiful and wonderful, and I am so glad you shared this. <3 Thank you. Not only are you pretty, well-spoken, and did I say beautiful, all ready?–you're also full of love for poetry, which is one my first loves. I don't know what prompted you to read that, nor what was going on at the time (though I'd love your thoughts…[Read more]

  • Argentrose posted an update 6 years, 1 month ago

    Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced…[Read more]

  • I went to sleep last night worried about Morgan–an entity whom I have met once and been told a great deal about. It doesn’t matter what’s said about him; he’s a person; there is a sense he’s in danger. While narratively it would make sense for him to “disappear” at this stage, there are enough people that actually care about this person that…[Read more]

  • Communication is an interesting thing.

    We use it to convey thoughts and ideas to others–to express our feelings, our desires, and our needs. But as the rest of the world knows today, communication can also be used to lie, manipulate, and destroy other people. There are words now like, “Fake News” and “don’t accept the new ‘normal’.” We begin…[Read more]

  • Did you eat the candy?
    Did you swallow the pill?
    Has it saved you, yet?
    Do you think it will?
    Has the end arrived?
    Did the beginning end?
    Are you my enemy,
    Or are you my friend?
    If we ask the questions
    Will the truth be found?
    Or is it all just lies
    Full of fury and sound?
    If tomorrow and tomorrow
    Creep on their petty pace
    Are we the turtles,
    Or…[Read more]

  • Argentrose posted a new activity comment 6 years, 2 months ago

    Does it matter if it’s real, or if it’s just a game?

  • Of gods and kings the ancients speak
    And warn us in their way;
    And we, mere mortals, fear and quake
    When these come forth to play.

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