DarkPoet of Clan Drakulya

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I was born in the year 1965 in a small out of the way place, one of those towns no one ever hears about, or remembers. I came to the net in the winter of 1999, and on Febuary 12, 1999 at 3:14 AM EST I became a member of the Clan of Drakulya. My elder brother VampOct was given first honors (first bite). My elder sister VampAnna was given second honors (second bite). My sire Count Drakulya then gave me his bite, and a goblet of sacred wine touched by his blood. I was given also by him an ebon,a cape, and a very extensive family. I became a child of the Count and Countess. My siblings number over one hundred, far too many to mention by name as you can well guess, and yes as all families are, we are not perfect. We fight, squabble, cry, laugh, love, and so much more together, just like any family in the human world.

I was 33 years of age by human standards when I was reborn to my family of the night. I am 5 feet 8 inches tall, with long red hair, and bright green eyes. I weight about 135/140 pounds though usually a little less. I am a writer, a poet, a woman, a mom, and many other things, just like anyone else.

I still enjoy many of the things I did as a human. I enjoy learning new things. I enjoy being in the woods on a warm summer night, or running barefoot in a storm feeling nature surrounding me. I enjoy the night, and all its mysteries, its adventures waiting to be discovered, and explored. I enjoy poetry, reading, writing, music of all types. I enjoy magic, mythology, intelligent conversation, the things that stimulate the mind, body, and the very life energy that is us, and more. I enjoy figuring out how things work, and why. I have met many people in my life, and been given a gift from all of them in one form or another, sometimes a simple word of truth, or a smile. The lessons of life have not been always easy or pleasant by far, and I know they never will be completely, but the bad can teach you as much as the good, sometimes even more.

My beliefs are fairly simple in that I believe we are all energy, and energy never dies, it changes form and it grows, but it never dies. We are all immortal, and a part of everything and everyone around us. We all feel so small in the universe, but still we are a part of everything within it, and without it. We are everything, and yet compared to the immensity of it all, we seem as nothing. We are ever changing, and everlasting, each and everyone of us. We are a part of the whole yet,... we are separate and unique. We are us, our friend, our neighbor, our town, our country, our world, our galaxy, and we are the universe itself. We are energy, and energy is everywhere, a part of everything and everyone. You might think to yourself I don't matter, I'm only one person, but you do matter. Your a part of me and everyone else, and we are a part of you. You will always matter, remember that one thing above all others-you matter.

A very special man once said something along the lines to me that emotions were chaos, and spoke about how they weaken a person. I understand what he was trying to tell me. Although, I don't totally agree with his logic on the matter. Each of us is a grouping of several different pieces that make up the whole. If you negate any one of those pieces, you will never be completely whole, no matter what you might believe. You will be incomplete, and that will weaken you, and ruin you. Emotions can weaken you for a time, but they can also strengthen you as you learn from them, experience them, taste them, and all they can give. He once told me that evil and love could not exist in the same being, that they would destroy each other. I don't agree. Was not the proverbial Devil said to be a creature of evil,but was he not also an angel? A creature of love by all the ancient texts. Evil can love in its own way, just as this creature of supposed ancient history was a creature of evil and love. It may not be the overpowering feeling that many experience, but in some form, or another, it is there merely untapped and undirected.

Yes I speak of someone dear to me in these words of his thoughts verses my own, but that does not stop him from being dear to me. We have our problems, and our discussions, as we shall call them, from time to time, but we have thus far found a way to work through them, and go beyond them. He strives to be a man of utter unbreakable logic without emotion, and yet he chose to be with a creature of emotion,... me.

I know I must cause him great confusion at times, but he keeps me just the same. We are it seems, at times, the mysterious force behind a pendulum, swinging back and forth between logic and emotion, endless as time itself. Often, he is my stabilizing force, and then at times, he is the force that quakes my very being. We are creatures of the night, he and I. I being the younger, he the elder, of us two in this lifestyle, I know at times I must be a bane to his old settled ways, and ancient sensibilities, but yet as I said before,... he still keeps me despite this.

I make no profession of being an expert on any thing, not even myself, but I know I try and learn all I can in the time given me. I speak my thoughts, and opinions, on these things, and I know there are those who would differ greatly in their conculsions of the same ideas. My mind fills with questions every waking moment, and I search for the answers wherever I may travel, as do many. I find answers in many places, sometimes in my family,sometimes my friends,sometimes strangers, sometimes the world around me, and sometimes in my Kuretie, my Dear Ian, my adorably stubborn Strigoi. I find them everywhere, and yet sometimes it seems they are nowhere, but I search on. I often discover for every one answer I find, I have discovered twenty new questions to find answers for, you may find this in yourself, and your life also.

I once heard an old saying I'm sure just about everyone has heard in one context, or another. It was supposed to have been spoken by an idiot-originally, me thinks the idiot was perchance somewhat smarter than the geniuses who called him an idiot. He said, "I finally learned all the answers to life's questions, and wouldn't you know they redid the test papers, and all the text books, on me."

This means to me that just when you have it all figured out, you don't.
When you think you have nothing left to learn, you have everthing left to learn.
You have seen everything there is to see, look again you missed something, and the rest of us know it.
You have nothing left to do, and your still standing, you forgot something...fall over.

My basic points in this incessant cummulative barrage of dribble is .....

YOU MATTER, NO MATTER WHAT OTHERS MAY SAY TO YOU, THE UNIVERSE KNOWS YOU, AND YOUR EMOTIONS ARE NOT A WEAKNESS, BUT OFTEN TIMES ARE YOUR STRENGTH- USE THEM, USE THEM ALL, LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH, BE FREE, REVEL IN THEM, AND BE BURNED BY THE VERY FIRE OF BEING A PART OF LIFE'S ENERGY-BE BURNED IN THE GLORY OF BEING YOU, JUST YOU!!!!!!!

Yes I know, I have an opinion on everything, and I don't know when to shut up.

*smirk*

I'm female and proud of it, so get over it already!!