Anyone remember Azrael? No, not Gargamel's cat on the Smurfs. No, not Batman's replacement when Bane broke his back. I'm talking about Azrael.
I don't why really I am writing this post. I guess it was because it is a slow day, and when I'm trying to pass time, I like to google images, and I found this one. Honestly, my first reaction to googleing "Azrael", the two things mentioned above were the two that I thought I would see the most of. But instead I found the image of Azrael, and my brain clicked (that doesn't happen often, usually it fizzles) and I remembered who Azrael was, or at least who my memory tell me he is. So with that said, I can say that I remember him to be God's avenging angel. Although, to my knowledge, he was never mentioned in the Bible, I think that he has more mythical signifigance then he does biblical. But that wouldn't be for me to answer, I don't have the biblical knowledge I once had.
Not getting of the subject, but it is true, if you don't use something you've learned regularly, you will forget it.
But the thought that came to me, about this here picture and the assumption, that Azrael was, for the lack of a better word, God's hired goon. Myth says that this was the angel that exacted God's revenge on those that were sinners. Now mind you this is from memory and I am in no way stating for fact what I'm saying.
But the point that I was getting to is, I wonder what it was like to work for God, in such a capacity. I mean here is someone who has the image of a loving God, and yet his "dirty" work he contracts out to someone else. Now I may get some flack for that, I don't know. But I'm thinking that is some kind of work there. I mean your the one with the bad name, not God. I can just see it --
"Hey dude, there goes Azrael."
"Yeah don't piss him off, or you'll wind up with your nuts in your hand."
"They don't call him the "Avenging Angel" for nothing."
"How come I can't have a middle name in quotes like Azrael?"
"Dude, your the "Archangel". It don't get any better than that."
"I guess so. "Avenging Angel" just sounds so much cooler."
"What do you care, you got some chick to impress?"
"Naw, the last time the guys tried to score with chicks, God flooded the Earth, man. A little poo-tang ain't worth that man."
"If that ain't the truth."
Now that is just a little dialouge from an agnostic. Don't take it too hard, if God is reading this and I'm accused of blasphomey, then it is on me. But I tried to make it a little bit easier than King James did.
So well all know what kind of name that Azrael made for himself, through his works. Whether they were of his own accord or the orders of someone else, his name is his responsibilty.
What kind of name are you making for yourself?
I'm Adam "Agnostic" Warlock. Not the best, but I'm working on it.
May U Live 2 See The Dawn
I truely do find some of the stangest things that are imaginable. Idel hands are nothing but trouble. But then again, art is art, and appreciation for different kinds of art are what make artists so talented. There is a good chance no matter what you find beautiful, someone else does too. I've been finding that the case lately. Don't know what it is. 
Attraction to things that are "taboo" as played out and trick-ass is that word is. So played out by this generation, with the help of MTV and Hot Topic (as much as I like the store) has made gothic art, such a damn fad that no one can really appreciate it, because no one knows what it really is all about. I'm not saying I'm an expert at all. In fact far from it. I'm not a "goth" person, as goes the whole clothing and makeup and all that. That is just a way to express what is in your heart. Something that is deep inside of you and that needs to be let out. But not in that played out fashion and punk music. Gothic art has a beauty it's own. Long before Dee Snyder dressed up like a woman and pounded out "We're Not Gonna Take It", goth was a society all it's own. Where do you think Bram Stoker came with all those dark, morbid, horrid, things that he describes in Dracula. Sure it was a legend of the half-dead. But more the dress and architecture was all it's own, before it was ever "goth". It was just what it was. But some will never see the beauty of it all. They see it as a scary cult, or an afront to God. 
I have that eye for such a thing. Black is the absorbtion of all light, whereas white is the reflection of all light. Not to say that there isn't happy pictures in my gallery. I don't know what could make a man more happy than all the Bettie Page pictures I have. (And I have SOOOO many more.) I think that it is the perception of what is expected and respected. There is always a "ruling class" that make the unannounced rules about what is "mainstream" and what is to be left in the shadows. I won't name names, for the blame game will never solve anything. But there groups and classes that have always tried to influence man by guiding them toward what they think is acceptable. Once these people embrace such suggestions, then there is a limited amount of hold that they have on that person, as they have tried to stiffle the real person on the inside, thinking that what they truely are isn't what they should be. (Do I ever use periods, or just commas?) There will always be a dark side to every person. It is whether you stiffle that dark side, or whether you embrace it, and balance the light with the dark. No person is completley blameless and upright. We all hide deep dark secrets that we think are so terrible and sinful. I did myself. It took quite the courage to tell Angela about it. And low and behold, she was like "okay". But I was so scared of being judged for it that I couldn't believe that someone could accept it. (And for those of you who are wondering what "it" is . . . I dunno, just not in this post.) 
So that is why I am who I am. I stopped hiding myself almost 10 years ago, after doing it for almost 18 years. I can remember the hurt of thinking that just because I wore black (in my younger years) that I was branded some kind of "goth" kid when I just liked black. Then I grew up (or so it seems) and people wish to label people again. But I'm going to say, that I cannot talk much. Up untill recently, I have labeled and judged people or a certain group. Untill I realized that it doesn't matter if they never accept the things that I do and the things that I enjoy, because I have accept them, in that it is their choice to be who they are whether they have given me that same respect. And also that it is never a whole class of people. Nine times out of ten, it is a small group within a larger class that has brought it upon themselves to make a name for themselves. I am me. Whether a child of the darkness or a child of the light, we will all face the consequences of our actions and words. 
May U Live 2 See The Dawn
Beauty is beauty.
Who deserves to loved and who doesn't? Shouldn't every creature on this planet, no matter the species, deserve to have a chance to be loved and appreciated for who they are no matter? What happens the next time a uncanny being ask you . . .
