I'm listening to Samuel Barber's Adagio For Strings and I realize that even if I hate the world, there is something beautiful to take in its ephemeral sorrow.
Our ashes will vanish in silence and emptiness. So what? No one really care.
I'm just another ghost who devours thunder and fuel; maybe it's just a choice, the choice of being selfish, the choice of forgetting the ones who suffer in the dark. Our own wounds are not material. We could be gouged out with our material satisfactions. Our wounds are in our hearts. Because everything is vain. So we wear black everyday. We try to resurrect in the darkness of our souls; we are the lost souls of the new world, we are the ones who hope no more, the ones who die every day, who mourn everytime. We are in love with our despair. And we will never change.
I know that my mourning will end with apocalypse. In expect of the end, I consume myself by dancing, over and over again, listening to the cries of the raging souls.
Likes
*Dark Electro *Cold Wave/New Wave *Darkwave *Ethereal & Heavenly Voices *Ruins *Ann Radcliffe *Edgar Allan Poe *Sheridan Le Fanu *Bram Stoker *Phillip K. Dick *Theophile Gautier *Barbey d'Aurevilly *Piano, organ, keyboards *Violin & Cello *Beauty *Oddities *Samuel Rosenstock (let's do it A Dada) *Kitsch *Digital Angels, urban despair... *Artificial tortured stuff
Dislikes
*Warmness *Believe in future *Realism *Naturalism *Narrow minds (in consequence, so many things to tell!)
Favorite Music
Diary Of Dreams Neuroticfish Jacula Dark Sanctuary And One Velvet Acid Christ Assemblage 23 Angels And Agony Suicide Commando :Wumpscut: Skinny Puppy Nine Inch Nails Sopor Aeternus Das Ich Calva Y Nada Fields Of The Nephilim Love Like Blood Lacrimas Profundere The Cure Clan Of Xymox XP8 Ayria London After Midnight VNV Nation South Of No North Crisantemo Del Carrione Christian Death Joy Division Atrium Carceri Raison d'Être Kammarheit Frederic Chopin Samuel Barber Ludwig Van Beethoven Franz Schubert J-S Bach (Organ Works)...