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Big Changes at Muted Lunacy

No One — Sat, 08 Nov 2008 16:47:03 +0000

As I’m sure you can see there have been some major changes here. I decided to bring this back to a simple blog. Kind of keep the whining in one place and the lighter subjects elsewhere. With the introduction of the Pry-To Portal and the myriad of sites under it’s umbrella I thought I would expand as it were. It started with moving the Twisted Visions Gallery over to Darkness Visible and went from there. You will now find all the extras that used to be here such as The Book Nook, Recipe Box, The Screening Room and possibly the Video Vault (although I’m not sure I’m going to be keeping that) along with the Lyrics section and My Web Archives over at Gothic Twitch.

So yeah, that’s about it for now. There are links to all the other sites that are in the Portal over in the sidebar. Check ‘em out if you want. There will probably be some tweaking here and there over the next day or two but other than that…we’re live!

Twisted Visions Gallery and other news

No One — Sun, 28 Sep 2008 20:25:15 +0000

Our image gallery – Twisted Visions – has gotten a new home. I’ve been hard at work over the past several weeks organizing all the various sites that I’ve got floating out there in cyberspace. The gallery can now be found at Darkness Visible. It’s the same as it was here.

Other site news concerns the Pry-To Portal, which is the main site that drives all the others including this one. Most of it is all set up and ready to go with just a few additions left to work on.

Poem

No One — Fri, 21 Sep 2007 10:56:40 +0000

**Not written by me. Found it on the ‘net.**

she sits in the corner,
bleeding and silent tears roll down her face.
she wants to cry out.
she opens her mouth,
nothing comes out.
this weary soldier must suffer in silence yet again.
no noise can escape her tender lips.
she is hiding from the enemy,
alone in the darkness.
then she realizes,
she has one last option.
to take her own life!
before the god of life can be her salvation.
she pulls out her “survival” knife,
*ironic huh?*
the very knife that has saved her in the past,
will now be her very grim fate,
a fate that we all share.
she puts it to her tender skin,
and makes the line,
the precise cut, one last cut.
darkness now engulfs her.
the demons of hell accept her.
another demonic angel of death.
this soldiers battle has ended.

Darkness Visible

No One — Mon, 21 Aug 2006 19:31:32 +0000

I find myself in a very dark place now and there doesn’t seem to be any light at the end of the tunnel. No, that’s not entirely true. There is a light way down the end but it’s not necessarly salvation. Because once I do reach that light (IF I reach it) it will be dimmed by the guilt I’ll feel at the relief of having reached it. The problem is in how I get to it, what has to happen and how much I realized I’m waiting for it. All I can say at this point is shame on me. And may God forgive me for it.