MrM

Roses are Red Violets Are Blue It's Lacey - Arpeggio's Birthday and How Are You

RIP Pete

Hunger. Always hunger. This . . . is Its reality. It hangs in the dark cool . . . waiting, ever waiting. Waiting for prey to come. Prey to end the hunger. The rats. The rats and the stray dogs. The sharp fingered cats, no. They are too difficult. They are always cut loose form the Web. But the rats and the dogs . . . they are food when they come. But they are such foul food! Delicious Humans are the best! Alas, there are too few dogs and rats left. Scarcer still are the

So beautiful I couldn't resist! This story is another one of my favorites, Comsie!

I REALLY need to set up a 'Training Your Cat' Blog. People don't seem to understand us. Being part cat myself I knew just what to do when my kittens got too rambunctious and, also, how to cat-proof things. For instance, your headphones, I know EXACTLY why kitty did that. He/she was jealous! You must have been listening to them rather than to him/her when he/she was talking to you. So, Kitty, 'fixed' that! I suggest getting a Bluetooth speaker or boombox like I have. That way you and Kitty can enjoy the music together. Kitties LOVE beautiful music (not so much noise). I used to play Chopin for my Ralphie-cat and he used to settle down and become zoned but not asleep. I'll post this to Vampire Warehouse too, Comsie, if you like. If you have a Spotify account I can send you my playlist from there too, if you like. It has less commercials and is 'smoother'. I originally mix these in Spotify and then try to relist them on YouTube which is frustrating because posters often have to take things down because, like, frigging Lawyers! I've looked at Blood Bank and like it very much. I especially love the 'Comicality' gif in the banner! Sooo cool! I've also got to read your new spookies!

Well, in this case I am only talented in *liking* music and having a Spotify account.

The fact that he liked it (particularly the intro promo piece) was prize enough for me! I'm so glad you like it too! Yay!

I'm not sure how to take that . . .

In honor of Comsie's glorious 'Gone From Daylight' series I concocted a playlist that might be great for Halloweird! I hope you enjoy it and I hope you enjoy his wonderful story too.

Mine doesn't quite get to him running out screaming, coz, if he encountered MY horror . . . it would already be too late for him to run. ~cackle~

I will promulgate GFD till my dying breath and perhaps even my undying breath! It's the best vampire story I ever read! You deserve it to go hardback and then to make you a Stephen King millionaire!

I wrote something.

Then it sounds like you might have Dracula's extra: Mind Control. When alive he had the need to control and to dominate as Vlad Tepes, a warlord of Walachia. His Extra looks like it manifested as Mind Control! The ability to take control of other people's minds to think what he wants them to think, see what he wants them to see, and . . . depending on the strength of the will of a particular target, make them do what he wants them to do. A prime manipulator!

I imagine mine would be Metamorphosis or Camouflage. I tend to change my spots in whatever environment I am in and always remain 'hidden'.

INCENSE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Before your Remembering Stone I softly here kneel I am detached but not alone I deeply do feel Within my quivering hand there is A scented symbol A sweet offering before his starkly etched sigil One mere stick wrapped in blackest coal A wand of Incense When once lit works to seek your soul beyond death's black fence My love rises on scented smoke A holy sweet perfume That this Incense seeks to invoke Your life beyond this tomb ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Marie is an angel in more ways than justs looks. You'll see.

Brandon Smiling, Entry 30 is now available for your reading pleasure: https://www.gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandonsmilingfromthebillychasechronicles/30

May 18 So, um . . . Any hope I had at all with Billy is gone now. I found out at the Mall, of all places. I was there again today. It's become my ritual after my Saturdays with Marie. I might call it my 'cleaning up day'. Nothing really happened yesterday, but I did 'neck' with her a bit or rather, let her 'neck' me. We went to the park and she found a spot by a pond she knew. We had a picnic and after we ate we just, sort of, laid there in the grass in the sun. It was warm and sh

"Gosh, Billy? Not cry? If you only knew . . ."

"Jamie is such a goofball, though, Billy! If you only knew . . . Seriously!"

Comsie is a master at getting us all to strip ourselves naked. This is because on Imagine (his magazine) he can use the experiences we share to show how much alike we are in so many ways. That, really, the secret lives we live are no secret because there are a multitude that experience these same kinds of 'secret' lives. Your journey through to transparency now shows that you have a light of wisdom to show and that you are willing to show it. You let the bad turn to good in you. You are blessed and heroic to do so. Like I said in my sad little response, some let it consume them. You were (and are still I would bet) a beautiful child. You were also entrusted with a sacred duty as an alter boy. Those that did what they did to you: "Better a millstone be tied around their neck and cast into the sea than for them to cause one of these least one's to sin." Though I do not recon what happened to you as some sin you did, but it was certainly a hidious sin done against you. You rose above this and turned it into something good! Shine on!

There is a Coffee shop nearby called Lestat's that hosts people all day. Their only proviso is that you get up and buy a refill every now and then and the guys that run the place aren't sticklers for that either. The place reminds me of a college library! Everyone is in there with laptops doing homework! It's kind of cool!

They fear that the inner voice inside is right. That: I am unattractive I am undesirable I am unloveable I am worthless I should be dead Each rejection supports these points and makes them sharper. The pain of any rejection aplifies the pain of these points to unbearable levels. Usually, for very shy people, their sensitive natures play against them in this hard world and others smell weakness so they inject these points into them like lasting venom. Done early enough, the damage becomes permanent. It's too bad, really. The shy person is just the sort of person most of us are looking for: the one who feels the deepest and loves the deepest. The one where sex becomes a feast of rare delights. The one who is the cure for the lonliness we all have. The loyal one. The beloved one. The one who knows pain and wishes only to take it away from someone they love. Go to the library sometime. Find him. He's sitting there toward the back, there a bashful beauty hiding from those that hate him because of his sweetness. Or the one against the wall afraid the others will 'know' the secret mantra of the Five Deadly Points in his head and expose them for all to ridicule, because the Wolves have done it before. The one who is Gay and can't be because he is told that is evil which means that he was BORN evil. Thus he bears the added point: I am damned To the list. ~~~~ Loneliness and isolation are the fruits of shyness and eventually that shyness just turns into bitterness and what was once beautiful shrivels and dies. It becomes a black pit where once a heart was. Just because someone 'not' shy never bothered to say 'Hi!'

My mother dressed me up as a leopard when I was 1. The pictures of me were very cute, but I don't remember a thing! Apparently, it was the best Halloweird costume I ever wore. It's all been downhill ever since.

Yikes Darwin! (Great name choice!)