Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;
And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep
Still threatening to devour me opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven
-MILTON, Paradise Lost
Defaced, deflowered, and now to death devote!
-MILTON, Paradise Lost
And we ben pilgrimes, passinge to and fro;
Deeth is an ende of every worldly sore.
-CHAUCER, "The Knights's Tale"
- Inscription on the Delphic Oracle
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind his tread.
-SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
-THOMAS HOBBES, Leviathan
If but some vengeful god would call to me
From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,
Know that they sorrow is my ecstasy,
That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!"
.
Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.
.
But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
--Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan...
These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.
-Thomas Hardy
(Contributed by my dear Sister Lady Cora)
Darkness surrounds me,
Not the gentle blackness
Of a silent night,
But that of black emotion.
And I like it.
I pull it closer around me;
It keeps me warm,
Fueled by my mind's
Feverish imaginings.
Look not upon me,
In this cloak of shadows,
Unless you are ready to face me.
For, at this moment,
I am anger, I am hate,
I am vengeance;
And I am enjoying it,
Every tortured breath,
Every fearful glance.
The darkest pleasures I drink
Relishing the feel of them,
Earthy silk on my tongue
Like crimson blood.
Look not upon me,
Supping on your pain;
Unless you can withstand
The knowledge that your heart
In a part you push away
Wants to be like me
In darkness forever.
-Written and contributed by LOA
In this beat up heart;
Ebony with blood red tones
It comes, unstoppable.
Washing away the barriers
Of polite restraint.
It fills me with a heat
That I can no longer deny.
And I snap.
Words pour out of me
Carried in the flow
Of my anger, like lava
That seeps from my soul
Pain letting it loose
To harden my heart
To any conscience
And surround the one
Which has caused my anger
In flames.
-Written and contributed by LOA
Even though he can turn up the charm (and heat)
He's trouble; not even hidden under a disguise
They say without conflict his life's not complete.
But I've seen him flinch as life he tries to distance
And I've seen a smile with no malice inside
Pain when so-called friends turn and strike him
Glimpses of the soul he tries to hide.
I say it coming, rage finally turning outward,
The hurt and the emotions you've at last understood;
yes, I'll stand by and condone it happening
For I understand it full better than most think I should.
Cause I've seen more light in the some supposed darkness
Then I've seen in some places touched by the sun
Forget appearences, for they never mean as much
The truth is in what is said and is done.
-Contributed by LOA
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