Entries from December 2000 ↓

For nearly as long as there have been humans (and before,if you count the evidence of Neanderthal religiomagical activities..see Joseph Campbell’s description of the “cave-bear cult”..), humans have believed there are “unseen forces” at work, affecting, guiding, hindering, and otherwise interfering in human activities… Continue reading →

No matter how hard I try.. I can’t express myself darkly and keep the Christian faith at the same time.. it’s tearing me apart.. They are both part of me. I wonder if anyone else knows this confusion. No.. anger. It’s the anger of being brought up in a world full of Bibles, growing up, and then left to bleed in a world of darkness. It’s the anger of not being able to be myself and the please the One who is said to save me when this flesh is gone. I’m fixing to just say ’screw it all’.. I don’t want to have to do that.. so if anyone has something to say.. anything from insight to remorse, let me know.

June 23rd in 1350



Dear God, I apoligize. I apoligixe for my actions, for not writing you, for not acting as your representative.


I wish from the bottmon of my heart, Allmighty God, that you have the the dieing mans prayers and answered to them.


I am ashamed of my church. The higher clergymen are heartless.They do not even feel piry for those people who have camped outside our monastry.


I wish that you would soften their hearts, Mi Lord, so that the poor people cuold have some hope against this terrible disease. Me and my fellow monks agree that you, God, have punished us of our vanity and greediness with this disease. Tell me, your loyal servant, what msut we do to be saved.

I beg you, inlighten me.



Brother Edwin Westley

i have watched this site for a while and i have only written one thing and i have to say i am emmensly pleased with this place. People discuss thier veiws and don’t get critesized for them. Well there really is not point to this so i will end this post.

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Have you ever wondered where the missing link of man kind is?? did we all really come from apes? or are we mutant spawn of Aliens and we were put here to destroy ourselves slowly?. I have a Theory. I think that the Apes, (our ancestors) were too smart for their own good and Aliens wanted to know what would happen if they came down to earth and fornicated with all of the apes… So they proceeded to do so, And I think that is the missing link. That is where we came from (don’t quote me or anything) but if anyone else has any other theories please post :).

I’m reading all the time of hate and anger and frustration. I’m hearing nothing but the pain of others. I see the agony of all around me. And I have felt it, breathed it, been engulfed by it. I understand the need to vent, to get it all out. But I realise now that I can no longer accept it. I pulled myself out, me, I did it alone without any assistance. I had the strength to face my fears and the monster I was slowly allowing myself to become. and i won. I had the strength to pull muself up.
Now, i see things differently, I can see beauty, hope, peace.
I dont wallow in self pity any more. And as I grow I try to pull my friends up with me and I realise that those who cant rise with me stay low because they choose to. They are to cowardly to face themselves so they hide behind their hate of everyone and everything else. They dont have strength…………….because they choose not to
“The choices we make dictate the lives we lead”

if people weren’t so nice
maybe they wouldn’t suck

This edition of Dark Prose contains; Blackened Veins, Cold Flesh, Old Friend, and Despair from wisteria and Enough to free you by Flamedance. Continue reading →

depression has found me again despite my best efforts to subdue it with self prescribed prozac. i’d been diagnosed before as something or other terminally depressed because you seen me for 15 minutes and there is no way possible that you can know anything about me or my beliefs and you can’t see inside my head so you can’t see that i really am at peace with myself 90% of the time. wonderful wonderful psychiatrists. i never took the medications yet had the perscriptions filled so my psychiatrist would think that i was a doped up weird looking woman instead of a crazy weird looking one. i was happy inside then despite what they said and this is a temporary (very temporary) step for me. i’ve killed harder addictions than prozac before but i have to be alive to do it. Continue reading →

we all die at sum point and i just thought that i’d share my funeral arrangements with u all!

I want to have my hair, so it looks really thick and wavy, and i want to be as beautifull then as I am now! (not meaning to sound conceited)Ihope to have a beautifull glass coffin (like the one in “snow white, tale of terror” and I would really love to have a long black and red velvet dress! This way, i can look forward to being dead as I will go in a very beautifull way and thats how evverybody willl always remember me! (just thought u’d like to know that)

Welcome to my rant! Feel free to rant right back, but as of the moment I’m writing this I’m soooooo pissed and need to vent somewhere. So here at least no one has to listen to this. Continue reading →

First off I want to say that Vampyres are very much real. I know this to be fact. I have known them to be real for years now. They walk among you every day and you never notice them for they do not wish to be noticed. Continue reading →

Truth lives on a mountain, high above the world, across treacherous crevasses and up vertical cliffs that seem to disappear into oblivion… Continue reading →

I sit here alone in a dark room, and all around me life is happening. I want to reach out and feel the pulse of the city tonite. I want to feel the blood running through every vein in the world. I want to crawl behind the eyes of everyone who passes by, and dig deep inside the minds of everyone I meet. I want to murderously make love with all the people of the world. I want to fuck, I want to kill, I want to love - I want to live. Continue reading →

In the spirit and jest of the season, it’s time to play The Jesus Conspiracy! Continue reading →

It seems that every time I put up an article I always get some idiot replying with that sucks or, your stupid ::sighs:: perhaps I should have stayed in my deep dank cave. Continue reading →

Time refuses to kill me, therefore I am forced to kill “Time.”

“The meaning of life,” is a phrase that is almost as pompous as the person who insist on poisoning our ears with it, just as “love and hate” are so arbitrary in verbal form that they lack pure passion and desire…

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Just in time for the holidays, a few ideas of mine from a recent trip home to visit the family.. Continue reading →

Please excuse me while I vent. It has always seemed to me that this time of year brings out the worst in some people. We are, if you follow Christianity, supposed to have a time of peace on earth and goodwill towards men. Why, then, I wonder does it seem the opposite happens? Continue reading →

i am in a deep dark hole and there seems to be no way out. i call for help but no one comes. i call to my friends but they do not hear me where i am but they try to help but have no idea where i am. Continue reading →

In your mind, at night while you sleep, your dreams are your realities. But what if you dreamt about something so long and so hard, that that dream became your life’s reality? Continue reading →

This edition features; A poem about life by Daephos, the Spotlight by Oddity and Shakespearean view on Love submitted by Raven2181. Continue reading →

I have always woundered why people give gothic’s the weird look, maby they are afraid and can’t tolerate the different kinds? Continue reading →

Is it possible that there may actually be vampires, but in all possible spots places such as Portland or Seattle? I believe so, ones that are truely the “Real deal”, not the pimple-faced geeks from some band class with the Tic-Tacs stuck in there teeth wearing black construction paper wings. Continue reading →

This edition of Dark Prose features; leaving by Spider42, lighting by Spider42, and Frozen by Insomnis. Please read, and let them know if you enjoy their writings. Continue reading →

I’m going to begin posting this poetry as Dark Prose, instead of as Dark Whispers. Its good to see it flowing in abundance, and most of our submissions are seemingly of this nature. The nature of the articles and how they are posted don’t always present them in the best way. I’ll be posting them as Dark Prose.. three at a time I think, depending on the length. In this edition, we have; Dark Desire by ArcAngel, The Thirst by CrypticGod444, and Misty and Fear by enchantressofthemoon. Enjoy! — Sire Continue reading →

hi fellow goths. i would like to say i don t like hearing gothic people talk about how “stupid” christians are. no i am not a christian, and if forced to say i would say i m an atheist (although agnostic is a better word). Continue reading →

The preparation of the place involves assembling all the materials in the room where the rite is to be performed. The walls should be adorned with the drapery of whatever colour has been recommended in the Table of Correspondences, but if such extravagance is beyond your means a cloth of the correct shade covering the altar will be suffcient. The altar itself may consist of an ordinary table or chest, but it must be large enough to accomodate all the necessary ritual impliments. If you intend taking your magic seriosuly you will sooner or later have to construct a propor altar of your own or have one made to suit your individual requirements. Contemporary magicians seem to have a penchant for the cube-shaped altars painted black inside and white without, these colours representing the material and astral worlds. Such altars are a recent invention and their use is a matter of taste. Continue reading →

i’m on a roll. my spiel? this is life compressed into four pages. my bukowski is showing. if you’re into self-mutilation or self-defacement or art, whichever one it is these days, you may find this a little triggering. Continue reading →