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An Artists life, well, part of my life

As I arise from my bed my weary head rested and energized from the following day, I lay wondering, thoughts drifting thru my head like the mists that reach up to the morning sun. I look out the window and see the moon perched up in the sky. Ah, the coolness of the moon and the warmth from the sun. My body comes alive as I spring out of bed, ready to meet the challenges of the coming day. I get a relaxing cup of jasmine tea and go out to watch the world come alive, the colors in the sky as the sun peeks its head out, the velvet black becoming bluer and bluer, a vision illuminating all that it touches, the birds singing in the trees, a chirp ringing my ears, the aroma of the flowers wafting their perfumes to meet my nose and delight my eyes as the light touches them, I see the dew drops in the spiders web, the spider looks content in its wondrous natural beauty. I am happy, sitting here lapping up the elemental energies all around me. as the sensual might of nature invades my senses and the energy rushes thru me bringing a energetic bliss as it kisses my entire being. Simple joys, simple beauty in its complexity.

I get up and go thru my daily rituals. passive energies build into active ones. I am becoming more alive as the energies surge thru me and within me build. I shower the water soothing and massaging my skin, each drop entwining me with its glistening beauty. Each pore opens, as my spine and nerves send a message of joy to my mind as I unwind.

My taste buds ignite as they delight in the taste of each tasty mouthful of breakfast. The aroma of the honey from the toast sending shivers of bliss as my mouth kisses each slice.

I dress as the music travels it sonic sound thru the air, each vibration moving with my body as I hum and sing to the ring of the music and its song as I walk out the door onward to face and embrace the passions and energies of the new day. I hear and feel the sounds of all and everyone all around. feeling and experiencing emotions of all types. I absorb each one with each moment and movement of my being. I greet each person as I meet them with a smile as I slither into work. Each personality with a character of their own. We talk sharing each ones lives with each other. What we did , how we are feeling and so on. MMM, indeed life is good.

In my inner silence I ache for something else, my thoughts linger for a fleeting moment, traversing the universe.

Shall we go to lunch my workmates ask and a beaming smile comes to my face as I thinks of the delights of food, MMM yummy. As we sit in the restaurant I feel very content and sense all the energies all around me, savoring each delightful bite. The energies drift thru the air and I am enjoying this without a care in the world, just our moment.

The afternoon goes by and I end my workday and travel home.

Onto the evening activities which I enjoy with love and passion, ah much enjoyment and feasting.

I sit in silence and darkness as always my thoughts drift across the sands of my emotions and feelings. I think of those who I dearly love and wonder how they are going. I watch the day become night as the light of the day fades and a new delight paves its way across the skies each one igniting a flame inside my roaring heart. The moon shining bright, its beams beam down upon my body, each ray of light delighting my body, mind and spirit. The scent of the tea drifting up to meet me. I end the day in simple silence and reflection, the mirror that is the same yet vastly different. A balance of energies and the inner and outer self.

LPEF

Russell Kaye

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