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Understanding Satan. My 2000th post.
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Understanding Satan. My 2000th post. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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Here is it my 2000th post. IT has been an amazing and wonderful 3 months for me at Passions. I would like thank everyone who has welcomed me into this community of extremely talented poets, to all the dear friends I have made here who have been very supportive and very generous and helped my ego no ends. LOL. No seriously, thank you to everyone at the site, I wouldn't start naming anyone because I am sure to forget to include someone. Thank you for taking me into this poetry paradise, this Eden. I can not fully express my gratitude. Also thanks in advance to anyone who actually sits through this bottom numbing long poem. LOL. I would ask people to shelf their religious views on this poem. I have this thing for metaphors and there can be many interpretations of word. Satan: Hebrew for enemy. ---------------------------------------------- "Where figures from the past stand tall, And mocking voices ring the halls. Imperialistic house of prayer, Conquistadors who took their share". Joy Division - Dead souls ===== Opening Dialogue The Father: "My son, do you comprehend the depth of your crimes, your unholy pride, that has shattered the affections of your mother and brought paradise to its knees, raped Avalon and made the angels weep? Once my son but now no more, leave me." Son " Father… (tears fill his eyes.)" The father: "No excuses Son, I cast you out to depths of oblivion, to the hollow kingdom of your own forsaken. Leave me now it pains me to look upon your pathetic frame." Act 1 The nature of the beast (Lucifer) Only decay blossoms in my garden, the vines strangle the virtues of the righteous man. Nothing grows in forsaken Eden, the orchard walls crumble there is no shelter from a celestial storm. The roots twisted tangling bark the vile dogs screams as crazed creatures perched upon the branches; a funeral of foliage each season reaps only wilt. This desert claims man as its own corroding warmth with the searing circles of time. I am ground to a vengeful figure, a gargoyle, can no longer be repentant serving the shadows, within its recess harvest nightmares; the seeds of my torture. I once loved like any other. If you had only chaos would you not slaughter the lambs, my father's pets? I offer them pastures of wealth, in return only for denouncing the ruling trinity. I ask not for sympathy or for understanding for you human are incapable of comprehending me. You may never fully see the depth of my pain my love that the extremes, these storms, bring me into being. (And the little man spoke in low whispers Shivering in the presence of the Antichrist The great demon an omnipotent chasm of evil) "I am but a fool, your honour. I have followed a path where I know not what is truly right, but with these hands I have loved and killed with these lips I have both spat and thrilled with these eyes I have been corrupted and saved I understand pain, a sinner I am be but I have lived a full life witnessed all extremity. However here my words are but a silent scream. (Lucifer) Yes rat, you amuse me, true you were destined for Heaven's gates but I stole you from that miserable faith. I expect you not to understand I don't need your attentions or interests in me, I am greater than what you see I am infinity. Grandeur splendid, Pan, Hades, every sin and vice. (The man) "Then maybe that is why you are lost, without any focus or centre no core from which to orbit. " (Lucifer) You are brave to address me as such! (The Man) "What I have I to lose, I told you I have suffered in life and expect to do so in death, you may crush me to kill me would be an act of kindness and grace." Lucifer: You can see it can't you, the shackles of great power. No war will be won; the conflict must remain, it is tied to the very fabric of man. In the same way Jesus was sacrificed I must also suffer a similar faith.I am the balance. The true keeper of light only the darkest storm can leave a rainbow path. Go now little man run back to the Promised Land, Tell my father No war shall be raged No soul lost or saved That man chooses his path to either gate and I understand the burdens and value of my faith. Act 2 Dancing with devil Time is an eternal howl, spun on the threads of Pharisees, their delicate lies are a global web of millennium, the winged humans dangle from the threads as puppets and flies. It is feast for a king, the fruit of every season in hell, kiss their cold stone corpses. The flesh is a temple inside man cowers as a porcelain statute, not understanding the nature of his reflection or the dull surrender of genuflexion. I can reign my kingdoms these halls of gold but here the servants are but mutes and beggars; stones caught upon the sulphur surf. These pagans are limbless with spines of milk. The raven is perched on my shoulder, We scavenge desire's rejected maidens, the dolls that the church has denounced. I plucked her, a sharp black rose, from a mutilated garden she scarred. She is dark as the murderer's reprise, men lose their sanity in her fiery eyes, pale flesh of raped virgin tears, oh Damsels Dominique. We dance on the floor of gemstone kissing cradling in feast ravages on her breast. Passions ignite and the heavens bleed, The angels scream drown by the worm's seed. And so it ends, she is but another illusion, a lost soul fabricated to my own needs, unable to understand, a virus that feeds. I have her frozen as a ring stone. Majestic wings cloak my naked skin and the darkness blankets the loneliness in flesh, the tragedies of the world are etched upon my bones I carry this eternal burden with crystal clarity alone. Closing Dialogue Father: "Though I may have struck you My son in discipline, I will always hold your fragile body by my side." "To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you," Joy divison [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 08-06-2000).] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Brian I can see your dealer's not on vacation However, this is an amazing masterpiece of metaphours well placed somewhere between verisimilitude and a total lack of basic reality. Shine on young prophet you're going to anyway. Great composition Brian ... don't know how you do it but I love it anyway. |
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rosepetals25
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
brian, Wow. You have left me with loss of words. What powerful tale you spin. I just don't know what to say..lol... only wow. And congrats on your 2000th post..hehe. rosepetals25 |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
WOW Brian ... what a thought-provoking read! Congratulations on 2000 posts! What an amazing verse to mark this milestone! Wow!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
hey...ethome said what i was gonna say.. he did REALLY!!.....why are you looking at me like that BRI?? dont you believe meLOL LOL OK OK...so i dont know what those big words mean  anyway...I will tell ya what I do know... you are the king of metaphor and imagery... and this deep weave prooves it... very very cool Bri-gator I dont know where your inspiration for this kind of work comes from, but your mind never ceases to awe, perplex and impress me... my two gator words for you have always been genius and prophet... you earn them with your level of poetry Congrats on 2000...thank you for making many of them be your generous compliments to my work... later-cool-poetic-gator Eve  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
By the way Brian I forgot issue congrats on your 2000th post... your work there was so fascinating that I lost my memory..... have a great day......ethome CONGRATULATIONS!!!! |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
.... I am the balance. The true keeper of light only the darkest storm can leave a rainbow path. .. .. Time is an eternal howl.... It is feast for a king, the fruit of every season in hell, kiss their cold stone corpses. The flesh is a temple inside man cowers as a porcelain statute, not understanding the nature of his reflection or the dull surrender of genuflexion. I can reign my kingdoms these halls of gold but here the servants are but mutes and beggars; stones caught upon the sulphur surf. These pagans are limbless with spines of milk. The raven is perched on my shoulder, We scavenge desire's rejected maidens, the dolls that the church has denounced. .. .. And so it ends, she is but another illusion, a lost soul fabricated to my own needs, and the darkness blankets the loneliness in flesh, .. .. I carry this eternal burden with crystal clarity alone. .. .. "Though I may have struck you My son in discipline, I will always hold your fragile body by my side." .... Brian, I had a tough time picking up my most favourite metaphors, I liked them all... In the last 3 months and a few days that I have seen your writing, I have seen an explosion of images giving me a huge amount of inspiration to be creative... and I thank you for that. Your talent shines through this one also, this - your 2000th post, as it has throughout your writing, prose and poetry likewise... CONGRATULATIONS on reaching the milestone of 2000, but then this signifies only one of the milestones that you have to achieve there are 10000s more to go... and I hope I am able to see them all... anyway the time for now calls for celebrations...  CHEERS! regards, sudhir P.S. I will be posting the response poem for your 'melodrama of life and death' today... I have reworded bits and pieces of it, but the essence remains the same... see you later... |
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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
Congratulations on 2000! you certainly do have an affinity for imagery..and with each new poem ive read...i can appreciate more and more. great job as usual! ~Dawn whatcha doing in this darkness baby when you know love will set you free? will you stay in the sea forever Drowning there for all eternity? ~Live |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Very creative imagery...you rally push it to the limit...congratulations on 2000...James |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
I get lost in your words and the images they provoke...what a splendid 2000th congtrats Brian never say never |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Brian* First of all Congratulations for your 2000 post....I always look forward to your comments on my poems and the posting of your poems. This one is NO exception in my book of AWE "Though I may have struck you My son in discipline, I will always hold your fragile body by my side" The whole thing was awesome but you wrapped it with goosebumps in the last stanza!! I can't wait to see what 3000 brings Many Hugs to you my friend~ |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Wow again...one after another, each image more thought provoking and startling...incredible work Brian...congrats on your 2000. Hugs and smiles. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
One of the kinder things you did was offer a prelude to the read...to which I will return, as work is in my way...but this so far [first page] proves it will be an interesting piece of work.... and CONGRATS on your 2000th post! Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
ethome, my dealer? I am confused. You mean my metaphor dealer, right. THanks for your wonderful words. I am blushing, thanks. rose, THank you for your lovely response. Kit, thank you. Jan, genius and prophet, where? Aw you are far too kind. I am neither, I just act the part. LOL. IT is always a pleasure to leave comments to your poems, I thank you for all the glowing compliments you have left for me. Thanks for your wonderful words. ethome, thanks again. I knew something was missing...kidding. Sudhir, wow your responses always leave me blown away, I really don't know what to say in return except that I am sincerely grateful and amazed by the generousity of your words. THank you my friend. Dawn, thanks. Yeah I do have a thing for metaphors. James, thank you. Paula, "lost in your words" I think I have a map somewhere, ok bad joke, sorry. Thanks for your wonderful reply. BDC, Hug back at you. THank you for your wonderful words. serenity, thank you. Karilea, I know these milestone poems of mine are long. I tried to make this one user friendly. THanks for your wondeful words. I hope it is worth the read. Again thanks to everyone for their wonderful responses and support. "To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you," Joy divison |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
Brian your poetry is always Amazing! CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR 2000 |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Brian-First off congratulations on your amazing milestone. I have not been to many of your works and I will have to correct that. Your words have earned you the titles of prophet and genius and many more I see and after reading this I now know why. It was not too long at all and I found myself so wrapped up in it that I was not wanting it to end. Your vision and the brilliance you reflect leaves me in total awe and I aspire to someday be half as good. Once again congrats. |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
congratulations, Brian..you are a wonderful poet...sometimes a bit deep for me..but remember I am reading everything you write..just sometimes I can't figure out how to respond ..and hey...there are many too deep for me on here..I try my best...having only had to work with infants to 9 year olds for so many years does have a tendency to make you think in very simplistic ways ~~soft hugs Maureen |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
you've taken the form to a different level with this one, Brian ... haunting -- comforting, ugly -- beautiful, lies -- truth, love -- hate ... a full gambit and worthy of a 2000th post ... loved it ... My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
insect, thanks for your colourful response. I am going to have to learn how to use colour text. THank you. Mark, you have stunned with your response. All I can say is thanks, these words mean a lot to me coming from a poet whose work I deeply admire. Maureen, ow the "deep" tag, LOL, Firstly thanks for taking the time to read everything I write that means quite alot to me. "tendency to make you think in very simplistic ways" Good, continue to view the world through the eyes of a child. Be like the Little Prince or Winnie the Pooh, simplistic ways are always the best. Sometimes it is better to admire the meadow than to dig deep to see what lies beneath. Sorry for the terrible metaphor. THanks for your wonderful response. MA, THank you. THanks to everyone who has responded to my poetry over the last 3 months or so your words and thoughts mean a lot to more, more than I can ever fully express in words. THANK YOU.  "To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you," Joy divison |
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