Dagger @ MindSay

You shoot me with your pistol eyes
and stab me with dagger lips
you poison me with toxic words
blown away by bomb fingertips

I take bullets with tender blues
I bear a blade with skin
I ingest ricin tongues with drums
I recieve shrapnel within

you drop your magnum iris flames
steel drips blood on your saddle
ya know you can't tame flies inside eyelid gums
palms freeze the heat of battle

will you reload with lightning clips
and get a handle on death
and channel flapping mustard gas
where your claws explode like breath

you shoot me with your pistol eyes
and stab me with dagger lips
you poison me with toxic words
blown away by bomb fingertips

it's no secret that I love vampire books........there is one in a series that is coming out this march.......I can't wait.....I think it is the eternal love that gets me.......a love that is so strong that you want to spend forever with the person........Maybe or maybe it's just the cloak and dagger affect? I love secert societys too.

 

 

 

PS my Vampire reviews are:

Anne rice to detail in the back ground.....I don't give a shit what the back ground of a house looks like

Lorell K Hamilton.....A bit slutty....I love the charactor descriptions....but damn does she have to do everyone.

L J Smith very nice plot in vampire diaries.......kinda wished you'd moved onto adult books

L.A.Banks......not enough passion to keep me through the first few pages.....I mean damn I don't care what the fuck kind of weapons your using.

.........Now as for the black dagger society.......just dirty enough and just rightous enough......

 

 

There are much more that i have read but that would take to long to review and then again I am drunk still and my focus is for shit........

 

I was playing hard to get with Cal and I had to find a weapon to defend myself with, and I found a decorative jeweled dagger not far away (Cal has more weapons than I do) and I held the dagger as if I were to stab him with it, but then he laid down and I lifted up his shirt and slid the blade slowly over his skin (careful not to hurt him) and watched his muscles and skin ripple as I drew the blade over his lower back.  He disarmed me after a while, and pinned me down beneath him, and gave me some bitch payback, he drew the same blade over my back and ass, but he accidentally poked my right butt cheek with it, oh god, it didn't bleed or anything, I never realized it was so effing sensitive, but my ass is okay :D And then we had good sex :)

All right. For the first time in years, I woke up semi-early and went to the flea-market with the parental unit. I am SO glad I did so.

Upon arriving at the flea circus (as my father so fondly calls it), Mum directly showed me to where this one guy has a huge tent full of MEDIEVAL WEAPONRY. I almost fainted when I saw A RACK OF SAMURAI, NINJA, IMPERIAL, AND MEDIEVAL SWORDS, but then I turned around and saw AN ENTIRE OTHER RACK OF GREAT KNIGHT AXES. THEN, if THAT wasn't enough, and if my heart hadn't actually stopped already, I ventured to the back of the tent and found boxes upon boxes of CEREMONIAL AND IMPERIAL DAGGERS. I even found A $10 BLACK MACHETE.

I would now like to convey the fact that I am no longer alive, but instead am a walking corpse thanks to the tremendous amount of euphoria and shock I experienced upon my arrival in this guy's market tent. Right now, I have an Imperial dagger sitting next to me on my desk, and it's taking all my willpower to keep from clutching the thing everywhere I go. My sword is in my room only because my mother told me to keep it in there so the cats couldn't get at the scabbard. If she hadn't said anything to me, it would be leaning up aaginst the computer desk right now, near my dagger.

But alas, my wooden machete is on the bed, keeping it company as we speak.

I also found $5 wooden training swords and even a wooden dagger. I've informed Mum and Dad that I'm cleaning the house this week for money and that we're going again next weekend so I can proceed to buy a battle-axe and some practice swords. Then, I might be able to have a real fight with Mowgli and Twigg (Chester would probably not partake seeing how he prides himself in being a rambling minstrel and an extreme pacifist). EEEE!

*is ecstatic*

Oh, and here are some lyrics from an excellent song. I was listening to it in the car while driving through... well, driving rain on the way home from Barnes & Noble (*dies again* what a good day... weaponry and literature). It's a small section of it but it really struck home and, oddly enough, comforted me. The rain did too. It was an odd but really excellent feeling.

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In a modest town where honest people dwell,
Making the cleanest energy for the greenest plants to grow
In the richest soil that is drenched with the freshest rain.
Then you should sit in your backyard,
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops
Because they unveil honest opinions about the stars...

Note to self: do that again.

Also found a nifty book on pagan history at B&N as well as this really handy book CHOCK FULL of HTML tags and codes; the bloody thing even had detailed information on how to create your own webpage for free. It was $30, though, so I didn't get it (Mum insisted on cheapness after the whole flea-market excursion), but it's definitely something I want to save up for. :D

Random song quote: *see above*

~Shadowmaster~

Egyptian art is truly awesome.  My jaw dropped at the sight of 3,300 year old artifacts, some painted pieces have an amazing brillance of color still.  A couple pieces caught my eye.  Of course, the gold sarchophagus in which the Pharoah was found, a gold dagger laid by his thigh for protection, and a wooden box in the shape of a cartouche with Tut's name inscribed.  After two hours of ogling the displayed items, I found myself wanting to go through again.  It's been 26 years since his last tour through the USA.  I highly reccommend it to anyone even remotely interested in Egyptology.