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Saturday, December 05, 2009
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Current mood:  grateful
Available NOW!! "Rare Blood" The 2010 Vampire Calendar Original Artwork & Poetry
Yes, Another fun thing to scare the hell out of people Each month is a different poem with dark and rich artwork And it costs less then 20 bucks!
I hope you enjoy this and THANK YOU for dark embrace all the years I have been here
^v^ Darkest of Blood ^v^ ^v^^v^Aquilla^v^^v^ Steal This BANNER!!
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Thursday, November 12, 2009
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 Read the whole story
After so many requests for this Spell, I have decided to
offer “Summon A Vampire” once again but with detailed prerequisites and
cautions.
††
You must have a working knowledge of Wicca to attempt this
incantation
Have the ability to do the following incantations:
1) Cast
a Circle
2) Cast
a Protection Spell
3) Close
the Circle
4) Cast
a Binding Spell
If do not know what these spells are, then this Summons is
too advanced for you to attempt. This is not a judgment, just a fact.
††
The price is $50.00
If that seams a bit high there is a reason for it. It keeps away those that are not serious
about it. Once I receive the donation via PayPal or Credit Card, I will email
the Summons to you.
††
You must sign a release stating that you are responsible for
the outcome. That neither I nor my associates are liable for any results
stemming from purchasing this Summons.
In other words, if you cast the summons and end up opening a
door to hell, that is your doing. It is so very important that you perform the
needed spells along with the Summons to ensure you keep yourself protected.
††
This incantation is meant to be done by one person. This is
not something you want to do with a group or at a slumber party. It is not a
game. If you do attempt this spell in a group setting it will leave way to many
doors open that will lead to disaster.
††
Your mind set must be focused. We are working in a different
realm here and you must focus on what you are doing. Having a clear idea of
what type of Vampire you a calling forward is a must. If your scared and are
saying that you want a gentlemen that is soft spoken but you are thinking and
feeling that you are so afraid of drawing a monster that will be mean and haunt
you, guess which one you are going to get?
Be clear in your mind and heart.
††
This is not an exact science. You’re not buying cough
medicine to cure your cold. There is a possibility that nothing at all will
happen. Of all those that have cast this spell, I have only had one that did
not produce results. Others had relayed to me that it took anywhere from one
day to a month later before they where approached. We are working in another
dimension here, and our requests are not always high on the Immortals to do
list.
And I will state this now “This is for entertainment
purposes only”
†† Within the spell there is a reference to an amlet. This must be something that you wear and is close to your body such as a ring, bracelet, pendant, Ankh, etc. ††
With all this in mind and with full understanding of what it
expected of you and what to expect as a result of casting the Summons, you
still desire to acquire this incantation, just follow the link to the release
quote and purchase page.
Summon A Vampire
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Friday, October 09, 2009
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Category: Parties and Nightlife
Listen. Can you here them? The harrow of Wraiths The shrieking of banshees The deep aching song of Sirens
They are guiding you to a place Follow their summons and gather on this night, this Devil's Night
Rub sweet oils upon your bare body Dress in your finest regalia And step out into the night
But beware, There will be tricksters and gypsies Wanting to steal your sanity, and blood Take care, when peering into those ebon eyes Because behind the mask truth and the void are one
Step into the night and awaken at this Masquerade Ball Let yourself be unfettered; dance, drink, relish this moment.
Come all children of the night Gather this Devil's Night Let loose the tethers of this world Become part of the Masquerade
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Saturday, January 24, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
It has been decades as time here is ciphered,since these lungs have had modern air to satisfy themOr note the mundane thump of my heartI have not had tears furl down these cadaverous cheeksor comprehend warmth of my body in the succor of a down-filled paillasseUnceremonius distant memories, friends lost in perpetuumI watched you slumber, your eyes nomadic in some vivid dreamEven here on your ledge, the heat of your body is understoodEfflux of your scent, rich civet floating by me, I musedMapping your face on the glass of the window I brushed your cheekMy nails leaving a spare trail of blood, the consequence of my caressYou turned but did not wakeThe bouquet of your scent made my mind drunk with eagernessTo cull on your veins, to oversee your skin wane haunted as mine is nowShould I take you instanter or like inamorata, extend the cravingI can not dream of you as sleep is no consortTo my amazement your eyes opened, locked on mine, finding me lost in thoughtA corner of your mouth smirked as your tongue reached out to lick the blood that had seeped down your cheekMy eyes darkened a deep amethyst, a sign of the flux gaining upon meI smiled tenderly at you, my ivories lustrous against the moonlightshall I lift open the window to seize and take you as sacrosanctOr shall I relinquish, delay the pleasureA moment so succulent for now
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Friday, September 12, 2008
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Current mood:  content

How quick a man falls for the favors of his beloved, a game that many play without such finality as I ………..
The blush of summer has long passed Autumn in her full splendor has at last, embraced the lands No more bastard bright days or green meadow to lie and muse in The promise of heavy weather approached And with it, heavy deeds
No birds are heard, just the siren cry of the wind through the trees A herald to the death of the dog days Branches bowed imploring to release its dire burden on the timber floor. Odorous cedar and pine mingled with a vestige of doleful dew
With the dreaded day short, movement is more freely given More time for creatures such as us to disport under darken skies Calling for you this late day of September is to be your last You think it a time to plan the season's travel, but I had already firmed you journeys end, to wander lost in darkest avernus, sweet wretchedness to be your only companion
Drawing a tender smile upon your lips: You had no idea Instead spoke of happy times, while I nodded with no emotion disposed And when you came close, you rested your head in such safety against my shoulder I held you with one hand and the dagger in another You never flinched I quivered at the profoundness of this, at what had been done As you fell to the cushion of dead leaves with whom you will die along side, Your eyes never broke from mine
The blood just taken ran dark and black in these veins This game of love we have danced; you bought the lot of it Your heart had deeply falling for this vessel that cares not for even the comfort of her slumber with the chance of sweet dreams to appear, Those nights are far-gone, a memory as old as the evergreens remembrance of sapling years if it ever gave it such attention
Such pain and betrayal I witnessed Yet for you, you saw nothing, felt nothing from me save the blade still within you Simply given as a kiss upon a hand Darkness fast approached with deep thunder declaring its presence And crumbled on the dead leaves your body laid, your face still frozen in surprised expression
I had not expected you to confess your dishonor and betrayal to me Why should the beggar stop begging if he is getting monies for such action? Pulling out the silk scarf you had given to me with much benevolence I laid it over your face; a shroud of deceit shall be your lineage. This stone heart grows denser still
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Saturday, August 23, 2008
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It started as a simple request to create a ritual for Summoning A Vampire. What happened surprised even me. Here is the story. Being Wiccan, I have many times created rituals, ceremonies, spells and prayers for Solitary and Coven Witches respectfully. It was from doing this writing that I embraced the Vampire Poet within and started writing the poems you read here. So it was not a surprise when a fellow Sister of the Ways requested for me to write her a spell. It was what she asked for that sparked my interest. She wanted to Summon A Vampire. At first I thought she was doing this as a joke, but after listen to her and seeing that she was sincere in her request that I agreed to accommodate her. Now this, mind you was the first time anyone has asked for the UnDead to come to them. Most want entities to be banished or binded. As for myself, I had never had to create such a ritual as the UnDead are always with me. She revealed to me her ceremony with the Amulet, a simple sterling cross, that was to be used as a symbol she would wear to bring a Vampire to her, a calling card if you will. It took me about a month for the right words to finally come and what a beautiful stirring spell emerged. I sent it to her before the next full moon as this was when she preformed her rituals, a standard practice. Two weeks had passed and I had not heard from her, then a month. Finally I went out to see her to find out how the ritual had gone as I was very curious to hear of her results. Her face told the entire story, when she spoke her speech was careful, barely above a whisper. Yes, she had summoned a Vampire. He had come to her two days after the ritual. And though she looked weak and tired, there was a calm, peace about her. She gave me a gentle hug then whispered in my ear "I am grateful for the outcome of the spell but can you make him leave Aquilla?""I am so tired and fear he will take all my essence" I nodded yes, that I would send him away. She pressed the pendant into my hand as well as the spell I had written which I quickly placed in my pocket. The sun was almost gone and I could see the fear rise in her face. She bid me a safe trip. I did what she asked that very night. The next morning I called her but there was no answer. Not wanting to intrude on her privacy I waited a few days to call her again. Still no answer. I waited a week, two weeks, still no answer. Frustrated at not being able to contact her I went out to see if she was better. But there was no one there. The house was empty, the newspaper and mail had not been picked up. We where not such close friends that I would have phone numbers to her family, she as I, are Solitaire Witches so again, there was no way to find her. I can only assume that she is safe, somewhere. About a month ago, while at my friends home of Denise and Debera, who run my websites and do all that geekie stuff for me, I relayed this story. Now being the enterprising pair that they are they said I should offer this Ritual of Summoning A Vampire to the public. I wasn't trilled to make public suck a seemingly powerful spell.This was not a ritual or spell to play as a party game. The fact that one person had already successfully invoked a Vampire and is now no where to be found was of a concern. They told me that is was my duty to make available this spell since I did have the gift of invocation, I had to share it with anyone that desired to preform the ritual. It was not for me to say who could or could not have access to this knowledge. I agreed to make this ritual available under the condition that anyone that purchased it sign a release that they where over 18 years old and do not hold myself or INRAGED responsible for what emerged and contacted them. Denise had a company replicate the pendant and created the page for the public to purchase the ritual. Let me be clear: All I ask of anyone that desires to preform this Ritual be fully aware of what they are asking for. This is NOT a game. This is NOT a toy. Follow the instructions carefully. Do not preform this ritual will ill intent, anger or fear. All that is left to say it this: You have been warned
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
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Current mood:  anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry

I hunger for something, someone For that remembered rapture Nightmares decadent, dark in places deep Before me a chaparral of thorns Filled with caskets and dust
Skies grow dark with an amber hues Autumn annoucing her arrvial As the sun sets lower Shades of burnt orange, scarlet, and rich aqua Laid out above me A final nod to the dying day
Lighting the feu de camp The warmth of the flames foreign in feeling against my skin The color a hypnotic harlot A promenade danced alone
Wrapping my arms around myself I close my eyes imagining a dark regent emerging from the night His eyes, cold sapient shelter To be misspent forever
Stretching out with my will Calling him to my side I await: Eager for his deep embrace Clouds decend blanketing around me in a dewy thick fog
Feeling a presence I sit silently by the fire Cries of wolves, sweet refrains Circle about me I bide with absolute reliance

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Saturday, July 26, 2008
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Current mood:  happy
Category: Writing and Poetry

^v^^v^Blood Dance^v^^v^
Lying on my bed of fine Damask Shades maroon and crimson Dried blood in the moonlight they appear My pale skin casting a soft radiance against them My eyes, pools of unabated black A place not long in the lingering
Might it be a curse? No! I love what I am. Being a vampire, Full of desire, Peer into my eyes, Feel the wicked fire. You will do my bidding, You will feel my ice cold touch, Do not fret, They will not miss you much..
A small smile crosses my lips Behind it a low growl Waiting for your return I drift into a secular slumber Savoring the moment of your presence
Is it you, my only exsistence To live and breath Thye blood that ruins in your viens To take over the life you live now To step in where no mere mortal could
Knowing that your last breath will be mine To take and hold forever I try to remember the last childe I took as mine It had been centuries This one I will keep a while longer
It shall be only you. To feel my eternal kiss. Do not fear, My kiss is pure. It will give you everything you indure. For evermore.
At last we embrace Our blood mixing in a crimson pool at our feet The familar sting of claret An overture of perfervid
As you now lie dead at my feet You are a picture of me and I of you Your blood courses through my veins like a wild untamed stream Every thing you once were i am now your home I will call home I thank you for my new exsistence
The color of your skin now a cadaverous prince We shall wander en masse Hunting those that we desire Forever locked in measure Endless hematic solitude
By Aquilla Rage & Sir Rockit July 2008 Copyright
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
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Current mood:  nostalgic
Category: Writing and Poetry
 The mien of the Ancients, connecting Bone and Marrow History tattooed on every cell of my being Whispers in secret meeting, conducting my hand
An effortless pool of maroon is fashioned, I scribe their words in tepid cruor Forfeit of meaning, just hunger is assured
Like a drama set before me I watch the past unfold And take heed the lessons given
And remember.
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Friday, October 13, 2006
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Current mood:  refreshed
 The clouds now gather above, a reminder of Winter forseen I open my door and marrow, welcoming the veering wind
Essence of mahogany, cedar and pine touch my cheek The wind ingesting the departed summer, issuing it's own decree of fall
I descry a sommer crow Contort, lumbering above with polished wings His song fills my soul as we share a lament My heart in longing with my friend pulling in our deep sorrows
He notices me for but a moment, Nothing more amassed As on cue he finds a thermal leaving me forsaken, widowed in twlight
Stepping out into the early night, I lean over a still pond, My hands touch fallen leaves I long to hear my Crows song, and drop tears in the remembering
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Saturday, August 19, 2006
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Current mood:  touched
Lying on a bed of red velvet cushionsThe door cracked open, wet footprintsleading outward.Deep gashes and scratches in the wood fromfingers struggling to get out.Your scent still caught in my hairYour blood still on my lipsThe screams echoing in my ears forcinga low growl to escape my throat as Irecall the moments just pastIf you had come to me willingly perhapswith eyes bright, full of passionThen maybe........

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Sunday, July 30, 2006
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Current mood:  accomplished
Darkest of Greetings, Some of you know about this, many do not.
Finally I have finished my first offering of Vampire Poetry The Auctoritas Doctrine

It contains many of the poems you have read here as well as others ALSO: In the back of the book are poem starters. Compose of a poem and then send it to me and I will include it in the next book.
Thanks to everyone for all your support and kind words.
Yours Deeply Aquilla
p.s.Steal this banner =)
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Friday, June 16, 2006
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Current mood:  thirsty
Follow me into the void Deep in mist and shadows I forbear The chimera of this embrace is now at hand Your desire for immortally, an edge away
In a danse macabre, you will Become Succumb to the sounds, the offering Claws racking at lesions Mouths suckling luscious blades Ruby ambrosia glistening in twilight
But before closing the path, I ask with fervent eyes Let us kiss and hold your last breath And go beyond the shadows, with a secrecy hallowed Walk with me into ongoing forever To never hide away, to never die again
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Saturday, April 22, 2006
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I am the eventide, the darkness you seekMy eyes, the gateway to amaranthineYour flesh, liquid reverenceWith a stroke of your fingersI will burn for daysscaring my life, A laurel I wear, proudlyI see the night in your eyesThe death of the many, the salvation of noneUnquestionably I become your wretch, your thrawlWhen we embrace, pools of blood ensueI taste the sweetness there on the landing, smearing the temped life across my lipsThen lying in a mere bath of yearningI invite you willingly and let go my earthly bounds

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Saturday, March 25, 2006
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Category: Writing and Poetry
The demons in my head, I feed them well Their screams, starved, treacherous It's here within the darkness of the damned I dwell Denying heavens grace, willing given Will the imps I created turn and rend me for releasing them from their slumber? Sanity suspended above my head on a noose Voices dark and bewitching beckoning me through the fire into dementia There the flames cast images of my life, knotted in unearthly pretense A reminder of ecstasy and pain Showing me the distance between them is a glimmer away Fingers begin tearing at my flesh my demons feasting on the carnage of my soul I am doomed forever with these beautiful wretchs With teeth of razors, eyes vacant as the void And my blood a hematic cloak for they to wear 
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