Monday, June 20, 2005
the nocturnal
she has always harboured secret curiosity over the occult- draculas, counts, vampires, werewolves, witches whatever. her love for this dark side (not the friggin star wars) grew with anne rice's books and she fell in love with the invincible hermit when she was fourteen. she loved their wordly intelligence, eccentricity, polished and gentle mannerisms, depraved sensuality, rich charms and infinite power. she's always found it funny that vampires, the damnest of the damned creatures, could experience "eternity" which christians often talk of but that's another story altogether (different definition of eternities). she's got to admit the dark side's always more tempting. weren't we foolish wo-men attracted to the bastards, the rebels more so than the good man? aren't the coolest people in school always the ones who broke all laws? don't the bad people almost always get it better at the end of the day? is hell really that scary or is it merely full of sex, drugs and alcohol like glen duncan's lucifer? in fact, she fears perfection more than anything. what'll she do if she finds herself in an orchestrated world? one where precision runs like clockwork and nothing could go wrong cos we've been programmed to be good people, set to a function where we crave nothing cos desire only exists in nefarious characters in hell.cigarette in one hand, martini in the other. guess where she's headed to now?
bee wrote this at 9:14 AM
