so before the whole writer class being thing you were just people in the "real world" making stories and stuff but after being pulled into the multiverse of your storys like
idk how to explain it like knowing your characters are real people now, do you ever feel guilty for what you may have put them through when writing these storys?
Investa: I regret somethings I put mine through, all though they always seem to bounce back and make do, some don’t though and those are the ones I really regret. Those who were neverment to be.
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NEGATIVE PLANE “The Pact...” CD/LP 2022 (After an endless decade of silence... the Gods are back !)
1. A Work to Stand a Thousand Years
2. Poison and the Crucifix
3. Three Turns to the West
4. The Wailing of the Immured
5. Even the Devil Goes into the Church
6. The Other Door
7. And So It Came to Pass
“...Piling the Dead and filling the trenches
Grinding their bones to make from them mortar
Brick upon brick and stone upon stone
Whatever the cost the work must continue...
Forty years of endless toil
By the Grace of the Holy Fiend
This Cursed place of Worship and
Horror will stand therein a thousand years...”
NEGATIVE PLANE "Et In Saecula Saeculorum", CD 2006 (An Occult Black Metal masterpiece from NY !).
1. Intro / The Chaos Before the Light
2. Staring into the Abyss
3. A Church in Ruin
4. Death Mass
5. Unhallowed Ground
6. Trance of the Undead
7. Advent of the Beast
“Deep beneath the hard, unforgiving stone
in the cold, damp earth
Endless fields of frozen stares
Stretch deep into the great black continuum
A thousand eyes illuminate the mist
revealed visions
showing the other places
unbound by the chains of existence
beyond the hated stench of life
For we are caged in bone, flesh, and blood
Spirits of the void bound to decaying human flesh
So here they gather all as one
a mass for the living and the dead
Robes of black to mourn the dead,
shroudes of white to mourn the living
A dirge for their steps
as the funeral marches on
Until the dawn...”
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These are all the things I want to say but am too scared to do so. Instead, they are compiled in real time into this blog. All you need to know is that I'm just an adult that's a little bit crazy when it comes to the person I like. Like is kind of a bad word, more like I'm crazy about them and the best way the average person can interpret that is if I just have a big crush on them. Also, if my posts are over 5 sentences long, I will create a cut to keep reading just so that it doesn't take up a person's whole dash; I have a feeling a lot of these letters will be very long.
I don't really care who interacts with this blog, within reason of course, but I will likely discuss NSFW content and such so be warned.
I'm used to saying "block don't report" on my blogs. And while I don't know what could be reported on here, as it's just me being gross about myself on the internet, I feel the saying still stands. I don't wish to make anyone upset; this is just for me to release my feelings into the world in some way without me feeling bad about it.
For now, I am only writing to a man I have named 112, but if I ever write to more, I will list them here.
Tags: 112 - Any posts about him, (Insert Number)/112 - The specific day I was talking about him (Ex: 1/112 is the first day I started this blog and talked about him), p.s. - Just what I call my tags since they tend to be more rambling, letters from nameless - Any posts of mine directed towards a specific person, nameless void - Posts of mine that are non-directed
