Where darkness intertwines seamlessly with delight
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Tales of fierce loss and affecting Judgements
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anna’s atrocities
You are all invited on a journey of dark beauty along the brinks of madness!
The way is through and I decided it’s ok to be A LITTLE BIT upset about it. So come Dredge up a little magic or mischief with Anna's Atrocities today!
My name is Antonietta and Anna and Toni Epifani, sometimes Mom—born somewhere in New Jersey and raised all around Houston, Texas to an insomniac Scorpio Puerto Rican mom and an entrepreneur Gemini Italian dad along with a couple of sisters of which I am the youngest and loudest.
I failed at many things along the way, including my one and only. Now — My hell is my happy place where I am free to invoke recollections and live in peace.
Talk to me. I dare you.
come dredge with me
Cease. Exist. Seize.
Seize Existence.
Death is my closest companion.
She is my Lover and Guardian Angel.
She only desires the Now and reflects soulfully on so much YES of our yesterdays pass.
She treasures my every Dredge down memory lane; when I beg for her touch.
I do love to Dredge.
Come Dredge with me.
I Dredge up and down and all around in Forests and Wild Flower Fields.
I DREDGE.
I Dredge alone or with you.
Apart and Together.
I chase butterflies and misery.
Past welcomes my Dredgefulness, never contritely.
Present never met anyone like me.
My desire to Dredge is adored.
They do not shun me.
Past cherishes Misery with me; with Present.
Death whispers to Past, Present and me - and Yes, even you who are reading this now
“Live well so you may die well.
All of this and None of this Matters.”
Her by: Anna
Rite of EXORCISM
He taunts her demons with finite silence.
Her demons Tempestuously spit venom in pure resistance.
She caresses her demons — darkly MUSing —
“my reaction is the only thing I have control over, after all”.
her demons gift her INfinite silence in Exile
—Together forever—
they Roar and Howl in Laughter
at the joke
that is control.
Him by: Anna
Women Against Other Women
I see you.
I shine my dark light on Women Against Other Women.
I haunt those sowing discord in place of harmony.
I stalk across all distances of time and space.
It's not our place to be cruel or mean.
We are mothers and sisters and daughters.
We are God mothers and Step mothers and Grand and Great mothers.
We are true life and true death.
We are true harmony and true hate.
We are Sacred teachers.
We are Here to Elucidate.
Come closer and let me embrace you with love as a friend or defeated enemy.
Indifference is not an option.
Neutrality is unwanted.
Don't be a Woman Against Other Women.
Not in Word, Action or Inaction.
Or I will come for you and we will be friends or enemies.
I will be all the happier with either, neither and nothing.
I did not find peace in my life.
Instead, I fabricate it by shining my dark light on you.
I rebuke those fostering hate.
I see you and I am coming for you.
With Love — I am coming for my Peace.
With Love — I'm coming for you all.
Be at peace knowing the truth will set us free.
If this feels uncomfortable to you, know that as your first clue you have a lesson to learn here.
Now, please do stand down and be quiet.
Class has begun.
A TRINITY OF WILD VIOLETS
One bloom chooses to look down and away in perpetuity.
In doing so misses every change and triumph around him.
The other two blooms seek out warmth.
In doing so drift away from one another.
One bloom chooses not see or act.
One bloom chooses not to speak or act.
One bloom chooses to see + speak + act.
A Trinity of Wild Violence, indeed.
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Commodus
Our Child.
Strong willed.
Tell Our Child.
Tell The Truth.
Come; Meet Our Child.
Have no Fear; It's not a Trap.
Embrace Our Child.
Be a Father to Our First Born.
Fate Warns, "Narcissus Will Love Our Child.
In 20 years time, She will request your Embrace.”
A Moment; A Promise.
A Gift saves Our Eldest From Her Love.
Will you do this?
Will Pride stand beside you for this Unshareable?
Fate Tests, "Will you stand alone?
Or Will you keep Pride between you and your Promise?"
Silence; He considers.
Fate knowingly smiles darkly; He chose Pride.
He chose Fate's Will.
Sheer Will.
Commodus, Come.
Embrace your Father as a Gift.
Reveal Our Bitterness.
Show Your Father Our Life.
Welcome Peace Disrupter; Welcome Forgotten Fate.
Welcome ALL to what you’ve missed Dealing With For A Very Long Time.
-Yes, even You who are reading this Now-
A short story about my voodoo doll
Red lips
Short shorts
Cute wedges
Mamacita hides her blackened purposeless gnarled soul in My Voodoo Doll
My voodoo doll speaks when I say speak
She dances when I say dance
Vindictive and Pushy like Me, her Maker
Loudly saying Nothing
Easy to Manipulate
Palters all about Peace, desperately
My voodoo doll pretend marries
pretend fathers, pathetically
My voodoo doll barely exists on her own
As sure as Death is my Guardian Angel and Lover
Delusional and Radically Transparent
True
My voodoo doll is a lover of broken promises
She will not find what she loves here, though
There is only Truth On Fire
There is only All The Time In The World
Red lips
Short shorts
Cute wedges
Lashes out when I say
Accepts uncovered lies when I say
Cruel and Mean like Me, her Maker
Unnecessary to the plot of My story
My little tiny insignificant voodoo doll would make the same sacrifices to live this pretend life with pretend peace
Just like Me, her Maker
Pathetic and Desperate, indeed
"You seriously are the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever encountered. Like seriously you need professional help. It just really makes you look so pathetic and desperate. It's been almost 20 years. If not more since you've been with Billy and you are still dredging up the past. That is really a sorry excuse for a human being. What kind of mother are you? You must've not been a good one for your daughter to not even want a conversation with you anymore and put a restraining order against you. Give it up and leave it alone if not for yourself for your daughter so she can have some type of life since you obviously lack a lot in your own personal life.", Mrs. Wife, who has never met me except when she interfered successfully with our scheduled visit after I told her very nicely her place is beside him not between us and she is involving herself prematurely with our kid. 2 gifts. I also did not get out of the car when vexed with this interference, a third gift. Dad did not cancel "date night" to visit with our kid after not seeing each other for 3 years even though he pinky promised he would see her soon. He did not even hug the kid. He called and listened to a 10 year old ask to talk to her dad "just them". He listened to her say she was happy for him that he has a new family. Pure Innocence. He said no and we drove back to Austin from the Edwards Marquee. My final gift......
"You seriously are the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever encountered. Like seriously you need professional help. It just really makes you look so pathetic and desperate. It's been almost 20 years. If not more since you've been with Billy and you are still dredging up the past. That is really a sorry excuse for a human being. What kind of mother are you? You must've not been a good one for your daughter to not even want a conversation with you anymore and put a restraining order against you. Give it up and leave it alone if not for yourself for your daughter so she can have some type of life since you obviously lack a lot in your own personal life.", Mrs. Wife who has never met me except the time she interfered successfully with our scheduled visit 07/2014 AFTER I told her to please give our 10 year kid space with her dad alone. AFTER I told her nicely. 2 gifts. I did not get out of the car, a third gift, and Billy did not cancel "date night" to meet with our kid AFTER not seeing each other for 3 years AFTER he pinky promised he would see her soon. He did not even hug the kid. He called and listened to a 10 year old kid ask to talk to her dad just them since she did not want to meet anyone new. He listened to her say she was happy for him that he has a new family. Pure Innocence. He said no and we drove back to Austin from the Edwards Marquee. My final gift.
"You seriously are the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever encountered. Like seriously you need professional help. It just really makes you look so pathetic and desperate. It's been almost 20 years. If not more since you've been with Billy and you are still dredging up the past. That is really a sorry excuse for a human being. What kind of mother are you? You must've not been a good one for your daughter to not even want a conversation with you anymore and put a restraining order against you. Give it up and leave it alone if not for yourself for your daughter so she can have some type of life since you obviously lack a lot in your own personal life.", Mrs. Wife, who has never met me except when she interfered successfully with our scheduled visit after I told her very nicely her place is beside him not between us and she is involving herself prematurely with our kid. 2 gifts. I also did not get out of the car when vexed with this interference, a third gift. Dad did not cancel "date night" to visit with our kid after not seeing each other for 3 years even though he pinky promised he would see her soon. He did not even hug the kid. He called and listened to a 10 year old ask to talk to her dad "just them". He listened to her say she was happy for him that he has a new family. Pure Innocence. He said no and we drove back to Austin from the Edwards Marquee. My final gift...... "You seriously are the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever encountered. Like seriously you need professional help. It just really makes you look so pathetic and desperate. It's been almost 20 years. If not more since you've been with Billy and you are still dredging up the past. That is really a sorry excuse for a human being. What kind of mother are you? You must've not been a good one for your daughter to not even want a conversation with you anymore and put a restraining order against you. Give it up and leave it alone if not for yourself for your daughter so she can have some type of life since you obviously lack a lot in your own personal life.", Mrs. Wife who has never met me except the time she interfered successfully with our scheduled visit 07/2014 AFTER I told her to please give our 10 year kid space with her dad alone. AFTER I told her nicely. 2 gifts. I did not get out of the car, a third gift, and Billy did not cancel "date night" to meet with our kid AFTER not seeing each other for 3 years AFTER he pinky promised he would see her soon. He did not even hug the kid. He called and listened to a 10 year old kid ask to talk to her dad just them since she did not want to meet anyone new. He listened to her say she was happy for him that he has a new family. Pure Innocence. He said no and we drove back to Austin from the Edwards Marquee. My final gift.
a glow in darkness
I feel warmth.
I am captivated by Darkness.
Hopeful; he shows Me his Heart.
Broken, Ripped and Torn.
He mended his Heart Alone over and over.
He offers his Warmth to me; to Share with only Me.
I caress many Cuts; So, so many Scars.
I yearn to obliterate his Hurts.
I crave destroying his Torments.
I am Destruction.
My Love Kills and Hurts.
His warmth melts into my skin.
I feel the warmth turn to stone.
I am so cold.
I am Destruction.
A short story about Her
Silhouette.
Her arms gracefully spread to the heavens clasping fingers above her head.
Her curves call out to the world to be held, forever.
She needs warmth, forever.
He feels warmth fill his vein.
He follows her into sunlight. He calls to her.
He reaches out to touch her. They breathe each other in completely;
In their Bed; In their Home; In their Peace.
She cries, he yells. He cries, she yells.
They trash her. She must be trash.
He still feels the warmth in his vein though;
Or was that his heart?
He reminds her of his sunlight.
He reminds her no one else will warm her.
It is dark, she needs the sun.
Warrior. Maternal. Trash.
He promises more Sunlight; She traps his Sunlight within her.
Innocence from Her Hurt and His Hate
She finds her heart so full to celebrate the news of a baby girl! “Is there anyone here with you?!”
No.
She wonders; deeply concerned – Does my baby feel when I am sad?
—“When suffering, your baby experiences those feelings as well. You must understand your emotional state affects your baby's development for a significant portion of their life. Depression is a serious, but treatable, condition that can have serious impacts on your unborn baby. We are putting you on bed rest. We are scheduling you to be induced. Your blood pressure is too high. Your body is no longer safe for her. This is serious. Is there anyone here with you?”—
No.
A fatherless angel of kindness and strong will is born.
A Heart within a Heart;
Delight and Darkness
Many years later, He asks her, “Are you ok?”
She sobs back, “NO! Why?!?”
He replies softly, “Because I don't want nothin’ bad to happen to you.”
Her heart of stone softens
Just Enough
For Him To Slip
His Poisoned Dagger Gently Into Her Back
Piercing Her Broken Heart.
She hears his breath on the line, unlearning the feel of it on the back of her neck when it was Love and Protection.
She hears the sparkle in his eyes once adored.
Then, he twists.
He promises more Hate.
Finally, He Keeps His Word.
She Dies; Released from Hell. She Lives.
A short story about ME
There is always an adaptive declaration abstracting me.
Yes.
An a d a m to my eve of insanities.
Like all bruised women whose break with REALITY begins spiraling through deprivations.
His strong shoulders and chest to lay on are not welcome to me.
When and where my tears remained unwept -- without even any effort.
That Present is lost to me.
For Nothing. For Never.
Only Past and Future dare remain this deeply in Darkness with me.
They are, after all, consistently more reckless than cautious Present.
“I want you tell me a story.
I’m sure you’ll remember.”
- Eric Draven, Lead Singer, Hangman’s Joke.
“Are you not entertained?!
Is this not why you are here?!”
- Maximus Decimus Meridius, Commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And he will have have his vengeance, in this life or the next.
A poem about him
Wind gently caresses darkness on his journey
He didn't know his touch awakened a forgotten shade of dense obsidian
A caress of gratification delights each of her senses
She wants more
A welcome distraction from her melancholy and vengeance
Wind ignites an ember within her
He wants more
She must look away while his talents display so she doesn't fall in or up
Wind is suffocated by so deep a Shade consuming his balanced breeze
She must remain on her journey deeply in Darkness
Wind offers his lovely grin and wink as a token to delight in
She feels innocent and playful with him--she is not innocent though
His journey pulls him away; he will not linger here where it is so dark
Not before he caresses her hips
He is always so warm
Not before he warms her lips
She is always so warm
She wants more
He said no more
Here
HERE to share in passions around growth through Darkness while dodging the miserables.
HERE to find that light in the Darkness—just not too much light. Keep it a little bit dark, please and thank you—
HERE to slink back again from the depths of my hell.
HERE to trudge epically through, full of doubt, a smidge of rage craze and a spritz of faithful Hope, while my organs and muscles casually swirl my blood and guts throughout; like it’s all going to be ok.
HERE’s to just another Wednesday
V VIII MMXXIV
on a journey finding joy and laughter in the Mundane and Powerful
Escapism
intimate pain
cerebral world
revenge justice
happy endings
historical art
people sharing
coping mechanism
familia
Verbosity
Vindictive
Vexing
Vivacious
Volume
Voluptuous
Vixen
Vortex
Verify
Ventana
Viewpoint
Video
Viva
Volunteer
Vilify
Credible
Curves
Cut
Curt
Cure
Careless
Can
Can't
Craft
Center
Certain
Could
Consequence
Cold
Condemned
Forgiveness. Permission.
Same. Difference.
Patriarch
Protector
Pusher
Puncher
Pass
Problem
Past
Pretty
Paralogiser
Perfect
Perfect
Pet
Parvanimity
Police
Pretender
Publisher
Put down
Punk
Please
Panderer
Piece
Phone
Point
Post
Prop
Pray
Pronouncer
Promise
Prove
Purgatory
Permission. Forgiveness.
Difference. Same.
freedom
Psyche Crushed; Sweet Annihilation
No truths binding to anything
Is this freedom?
All thoughts; All actions; All the time
Love and Hate
Want and Don't
Every one and No one
Change for No reason
Change for Any reason
No rules rule this Life
Freedom is Success
Living is Remembering
Freedom is This
Inspiring quotes
Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch out for because you can never predict when they are going to do something incredibly...stupid.
— Captain Jack Sparrow, Filthy Pirate
“I should have never surrendered. I should have fought until I was the last man alive.”
— Geronimo, Father and husband of an entire murdered family
“Can you just not?!?!?!?”
— The Kid aka AGEH, Independent Thinker, Self Trained Jedi
“You should probably stop breathing.”
— A follower’s excerpt from my voicemail. It was clarified, they did not mean for me to do anything “crazy”. It just means they do not like me.
"Under pressure we don't rise to the occasion, but rather sink to the level of our training. Remember, The only easy day was yesterday”
— American Navy Seals, How we PREPARE TODAY will determine how we PERFORM TOMORROW
“I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estes
“You miss every shot you don’t take. Wayne Gretzky”
— Michael Scott, World’s Best Boss
“Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.”
— Squarespace Website Builder Quote