Psyche... and those left alone.

[red]

Some greetings 'an salutations..

*cricketchirp*

I remember an age.. and I remember meself as "red" capital. And there I was again...

In another age, there was one known as "psyche".. and that one becomes me in some small measure. This shiny cog blings still within my deadparts accumulation.. though broken by stress and somehow incompatible with the new goods.

And it goes another age has passed, and here it is, and I am.. "red".. again.. not knowing what for.

And now.. to and for those who have left, I miss you dearly in my own quiet way, still not knowing what for.

Nonetheless. I am your mechanism and bikemechanic.. I remain. One who in recent daze writes rap/electro/industrial material for myself.. and perhaps someday in some way for others.. perhaps to you and yours. I have been to and from GothNet for ten years, in some part processing my own writing and thought process with other writers. In some other part making a valuable friend or so quite outside of my sphere of everyday living.. my heart goes out to you.. each and every.. know that you are loved. Dearly so...


To those who know.. I need to know..

What happened? Is there an e_p_s or otfw to speak of?

I look forward to meeting those present.. and those past.

Thankyou every one.

*broke*

[PersephoneX]

Hail...
Make yourself comfortable...i think i like you.

[BlackButterfly]

I like your words. So you are (were) this person?

If so--welcome back! Sorry, I can't answer your questions truly--but Godslayer Jillian or DarkHeartedDemoness would probably know.

[maggot]

EPS is gone.

There was a falling out between her and the site owners.


I'm not aare of whom OTFW is.
I'm awful with acronyms.


I'd love to hear your music.

[Godslayer Jillian]

OTFW was ohthefuckwell. Pretty lady. But I barely knew her. She was before my time. My joining and her leaving overlapped for some months. The most I can say is that she had a cool avatar.

[Draconysius]

Yeah, EPS is gone. Though she was a little harsh, she was very wise, much like the late Salvador Dali. As for the state of the forums, it's really a mess to even attempt explaining.

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Originally Posted by BlackButterfly

I like your words. So you are (were) this person?

If so--welcome back! Sorry, I can't answer your questions truly--but Godslayer Jillian or DarkHeartedDemoness would probably know.

*sigh*

There WAS such person. And it seems that as he has died a mysterious electric death.. a part of me dies along with. Apparently "psyche" is not a part of any public groups in the time being.. perhaps forevermore.

I only see red now...

"psyche".. seemingly.. has gone the way of many before. Those being my friend "empty_purple_stars", for one. And her man, "manimal". I wish those the best. "ohthefuckwell" another. "WolfMoon" and "Maelstrom", and all those who still bare some flicker in the electric light that is this.

Quite honestly, I logged in after many moons passing. Updated my biznazz and freshened up.. and found myself to be a spectre.. 'cept without the nifty trick of being able to walk though the shades and whisper into the ears of those who will hear. There is nothing for "psyche" now. That part of 'self is banned, not knowing what for.

I shall go on a deep sea fishing trip sometime soon.. electric fishes somewheres swimming a trace where I can see where they were about a minute ago, yet where they are now is a shot in the dark.

*breakage*

I want to know WHY! Arg...

Thankyou for the love. I will pass in and out.. and in the meanwhile I must be excused to do some of my own thing.. as ever.

Sometime soon...

Now?

Fishing.

[red]

Aye.. those interested in a ghost story sit down in a circle...

*hands each and everyone a candle*

No.. it doesn't go THERE!! Perv...

*lights mine and passes the flame around*

Spookypants.

Now, in a time not so long ago.. last night in fact.. I found meself taking a slow stroll through this vast graveyard looking for ones I once knew. Only to find the headstones of some ones who have since past through amongst these flickering fireflies.

In some reverence and morbid curiosity.. I prayed to those few and listened to thier whispers...

*as a trackbike hanging in a tree begins to gently blow in the breeze*

And so.. a cold elucidation.. it seems this means murder, sight unseen.

Bike in a tree.. yep.
Shovel.. sharp and gleaming.
Moonlight.. nice.

Though that cold chill just short of spineshattering wracks me.. I have a feeling of what must be done...

Disturb the dead! Yay!

*digdigdig-lalalalala-diggidy-dig*

Realized, nothing lives amongst these bones, turned to dust upon the touch, but the haunting memories of what once was, a flood of flickering, drunk...

Not to mention the dirt everywhere imaginable with each a'shoveling, so much that I cannot see.. much less pee.. on me!

Exhausted.. six feet down, though not even scratching the depths emptyness. Not knowing if I'm crying or dying, something within meself feels reborn climbing out of that.. empty.. resting place.

It's darkest before dawn now, cold to the bones, as cold as these.

And now I have the feeling that I am being watched by those said to be sight unseen.. the smell of old blood and excruciating terror everywhere. I must be off...

Still a shade mourninglight, a shovel is strapped to a messengerbag.. a lonely bike mounted.. one last look.. and I am off to my own neck of the woods.. only to be lost in the oak.

Not knowing wherefore, and the sun not yet peeking over the horizon, I spike the shovel into the ground. And a Brassknuckle trackbike watches over me in all my sorrow singing a song to the stars.. and then suddenly asleep.. in dreamless dream.

*a blade of sunlight streams*

Awakening.. the shovel.. that shovel.. is suddenly to me THE dryad looking over me. A welcoming.. handed the ring. Some said things.. sweetnothings...

*shows all of you the ring - reflecting each and every's candlelight*

To end my tale.. here it is! Appears to be a size eight.. this must be fate.

Here goes...

NOTHING!

*puts on the ring - suddenly shifts - begins turning to dust*

Iii mmaayy bbee lleeaavviinngg yyoouu aallll nnooww......

Aass tthhee ffaatteess mmaayy......

~red(psyche)

[jacquelinetm]

Originally Posted by red

*sigh*

There WAS such person. And it seems that as he has died a mysterious electric death.. a part of me dies along with. Apparently "psyche" is not a part of any public groups in the time being.. perhaps forevermore.

I only see red now...

Didn't you used to post on alt.gothic and attend the goth convergences?