A labyrinth of skins, a labyrinth of many wondrous skins…
She is the Mistress of Disguise, the last bearer of an art so ancient that even Time reveres with a silent reverie.
Her true form is not known by anyone, her transformation and her guise having taken upon so many forms that even the Mistress herself was lost within its many faces – having long forgotten her true form.
Her mysterious playground paid heed to no one but her, for whoever could come through its door would first have to go through an arduous and grueling initiation; and only those who have earned the mark of Transformation would earn the right and the curse to enter through its doors.
Every night when the Moon shone full in her regal splendor, the Mistress of Disguise would once again shed the skin that she was wearing to put on another – thus starting yet a new story, never staying long enough to learn the ending of the story before.
No, her role was not to stay for the ending – but to start new beginnings; for she is the Catalyst.
Through the ages, Mistresses of Disguise have taken upon the role of being the catalysts of this world; through their actions and by their hands alone, shaping the history that the world knows today.
To the Mistresses, there is no Right, nor is there Wrong – morals and ethics do not bind her, compassion carries no meaning for her, all that matters is that Fate must take its course. History is fore-written, and history is absolute; that itself is the decree of the Master of the Universe.
The Mistresses are appointed by the sole divine powers of the Universe, a calling so mystical and unexplainable, except that the Mistresses’ were solely created for the purpose for which they were to serve.
In the mystical labyrinth, Light and Dark joined their bodies to form Nothingness – their very nature canceling out the presence of the other so that Nothingness is birthed through their union. In this space where it is neither light nor dark, the Mistress will undergo her next transformation; before taking her rightful place in the world that we know.
None of her actions are ever by chance, where she goes, what she does, who she meets and what words come out of her mouth – all are premeditated, premeditated to form the seamless, flawless symphony of life. All is done so History unfolds as it is meant to unfold.
The Mistress divulges no emotions whatsoever, it is not their role to display any emotions – they come only as a Cause, the Cause that results in the reaction desired. Like clockwork, like a mechanical device, the symphony that they orchestrate hits each key with an inhuman perfection.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Beowulf Movie Review
I am Beowulf...
Nah, she is obviously Angelina Jolie who stars as the Mother of the monstrous Grendel.
In fact in the movie, she is not just the Mother of Grendel the Monstor, but the Mother of loads of monstors before Grendel and Mother of loads of other more horrific monstors to come.
Her weapon is 'Seduction' and her language of love is 'Temptation'.
Through the ages, she has tempted kings and heros alike, bringing to life the greatest enemy that they must face through their own chosen actions: the action of union with her.
Unable to resist her surreal beauty and the honeyed words of prophesy of greatness to come thru' the promise union of flesh with her; the union leads to the sowing of a single seed within her womb from which the most fearsome demon would be birthed. The father would forever be cursed by the devilish child fathered illegitimately by his own choice, by his own weakness.
The legendary hero Beowulf, successfully battles the monstor offspring of the cursed king before him, yet falls prey himself by laying with the Mother (Jolie) - the monstor he fathers is strong like him and sadly more fearsome and powerful that the Grandel that he has slained.
At the very end, he destroys his own evil child, paying the price with his own life. Heroic till his last breathe, he is determined to rid his kingdom of the evil that he has brought upon it thru his own lust and weakness.
Yet, his death and the death of his dragon-son is no end to this legend that must carry on... for the Mother must mate, the dead son must be reincarnated... growing more and more powerful with each incarnation...
Rate: 6 out of 10
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
What kind of temperament?
| You Have a Choleric Temperament |
![]() You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things. Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life. You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation. You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon. Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall. You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others. At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults. Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion. A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior. |
What kind of breakfast food am I?
| You Are Yogurt |
![]() Modern and streamlined, you prefer a breakfast that's quick and healthy. You live a fast paced life, and you get breakfast only when you're lucky. And while you are strapped for time, you are still a hardcore foodie. You often eat the best that your money can buy. You figure you're worth it. |
Have I changed?
| You Are An INTP |
![]() The Thinker You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can. Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge. Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat. A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it. In love, you are an easy person to fall for. But not an easy person to stay in love with. Although you are quite flexible, you often come off as aloof or argumentative. At work, you are both a logical and creative thinker. You are great at solving problems. You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor. How you see yourself: Creative, fair, and tough-minded When other people don't get you, they see you as: arrogant, cold, and robotic |
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