How to master the Vampiric Arts

The first thing one needs to establish is to proceed with caution; If one does not have a ‘calling’ for this darkest of all Arts, then one is best to leave well alone.

Do not be fooled by the likes of Twilight or The Vampire Diaries etc, for there is nothing sexy about this ancient Art. For it is a basic need and want and cannot easily be controlled by those unlearned of our ways.

Do not seek a quick thrill in the vampire worlds but seek life, seek renewal, seek to live and seek to evolve, above all seek a teacher, seek a guide, even a sire,

Yet fear not, tread with wariness and caution and everything you desire will come before you when the time is right. Don’t be surprised if we, the old ones seek you out first, for we know your very thoughts and your innermost feelings; we have known you since the hour of your birth and we may find you before you find us.

If we invite you in, then graciously accept all that we offer you,  for not everyone is offered a door, not everyone is bidden a welcome, a way into our forbidden worlds. Once accepted in, you are well on your way to learn the ways of the blood.

Forget about the glamour, the mythology or everything you have ever known about our ways for we have been upon this earthly plain for aeons of time yet have always remained hidden within the worlds of men.

Once within our domain you will be invited to partake of the chalice of immortality; drink deep and well my friends, savour the red ruby wine of immortality, yet do not forget that the chalice; the vessel you lovingly grasp, may be of human form.

Learn not to give in to squeamish thoughts, although one usually finds that at the moment of the rising blood lust this is never a problem. Once proficient in the basics you will be ready to begin your adventure within the world of humans.

Do not fear for them or be sorry for them; for them it will always be a great honour to be chosen as a life enhancer; hence they enter the night time of our desires willingly and with acceptance. Quest to find your own life enhancer, bond with them and embrace their beautiful gift as often as you need to;

The more you are able to feed; to nourish yourself, the stronger you will become. Never take the gift of pure energy for granted, drink wisely and learn to cherish and savour every drop of the sacred life force. Over time you will begin to transcend your human form; you will be of yourself but so much more so; more advanced and enhanced.

All abilities will become honed to perfection as you embrace our ways; your eyes will surely shine with an inner fire and your skin will glow with an ageless radiance.

But think well my friends before you come knocking on our doors; our ways are not for the faint hearted, or for those kin of humanity. We have our own ways, our own kin, our own rules, our own houses.

The clans do not take easily to the falsity of outsiders but once the doors are open and you are proven to be one of the true kin then rest assured my friends, you will never ever want again.

Here endeth the first lesson on becoming Vampire…

 

Winter 2016

Keeper of Scrolls

Dark Moon Rising

There’s a dark moon on the rise tonight,
Sweet fear scents the air.
In blackest skies, from other worlds
A shadow casts its cloak.
A tale once played in ancient times
On this day will be told.
A Harvest sown so long ago
Stands ripened in the Sun.
What was sown will now be reaped,
‘Tis the blood of every Lamb.
There’s blood and fear upon our lips
And dread in every soul.
We feed the Ones who take and break
Our Oaths put to the test.
Our souls they steal within no bounds
To spill our Dark Blood on the ground.
Silently in darkest night
In masks known just to them,
Their rightful prize, their precious gold
Will not escape again.
As Dark descends and chaos reigns
The writings yet unfold.
We fall before the ones who map
The fate of every man.
Seize the fear and taste the Blood.
Be counted good and true.
Stay or go – tis up to you;
It is the final test.
As curtains fall upon this world
The tale is finally told.
But those who rid their earthly ties
Will see the Light shine through.
In deepest, darkest, deathly night
We start our life anew.

2007 ‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

Midnight’s Cusp

Who can fail to notice that the land is alive
And a thousand eyes that blinked through centuries
Still watch from the hillsides.
Who can not hear the breath of the forest
As night time closes in and the old ones awaken
Fresh from slumber.
Who can not feel the energy of the land
Instilled in streams, fields and ancient ruins;
The serpent paths; the energy lines.
Who senses the criss-cross ways of life
Hiding beneath the surface
Whereon our footfalls meander.
Who feels the power awakening
Within and without;
Ancient power, withheld to many.
Time and tide, my friends, reveals all
Upon a quickening breath of Earth Time
Where shadows fall and tomorrow calls
In a language known to few.
Listen to the winds; to those who writ our tale;
Sit upon the hillside and hear the whisperings
Of those who observe us.
With ear to ground hear the distant rumblings of mankind;
See a fading light as dawn approaches
Rich in a tapestry of a coloured cloak.
Yet all that is, all that was and all that ever shall be
Is but a tiny breath that was once born of a universal desire.
Upon the shore of time mankind twisted fate;
Never knew the land lived,
Never knew the forest breathed,
Never knew the ancient ones slumbered,
Never danced the Serpent Dance of life….
Cept you and i my friend;
We danced the dance with the old ones,
Felt their power,
Trod their ways,
Just you and i
On midnights cusp

 

 

moonwillow July 2016