Then I look forward to seeing what you may render, art-wise. Don't lurk. You know coming out to play is oh so much more fun, don't you?

No, never boring. Unfortunately, that comes at a price, most of the time. Thank you for your comments on what I wrote in the Insatiable piece. That reaction, particularly the second you described, was fully intended, and yet, even though there is that intent when I write, it's somehow more intimate, even for me, and the words elude me and then come under my fingers for command, surely as any lover has ever done. I'm glad you found enjoyment in the reading.

Meet each other? Doubtful, but I suppose it may always be worth pondering, what might happen if that would indeed occur.

You're welcome, for your name, for my writing it down, for my thinking of you. I don't mean that to sound conceited, but I know that just because you know someone -may- be thinking of you, seeing it, or hearing it said means more because it didn't have to be done at all, right? So you're welcome, and know that it isn't my actions, my words, but your own that do in turn, keep you within my remembrances and in my mentions.

I've been to many clubs and places around the world, and of course, felt what you refer to as the 'ness. In fact, if you go back through my journal, you'll see I believe that I mention that very thing as the impetus for much of my philosophical writing, but... "follow me, into the paths of my memory, into my imagination beyond memory" you say? I do believe I have sufficient memories beyond time all of my own, and for now, those are enough to contend with.

Thank you only for the gesture of roses and having that bit of quotation here for me to read in your posts. "In oblivion, we are forgiven all things." -smiles- Sometimes I forget these things which I've said, that even now offer me just what I need to remember.

No, you don't remind me of anyone, so far as Immortals are concerned. Why, did you want to?

You said:
Mmm insatiable! There you go Lestat, maybe you should just start writing erotic escapades because that was delicious. *saucy grin*

I say: And who says I don't have others, far more explicit?

I tried to send you the song, but your mail wouldn't accept it, saying it was too large. Perhaps some evening I can send it to you via YIM.

I'm glad my Journal entries "get to you". I want them to leave a mark, for even as I write them, they leave stains upon my mind. As for David, well I had spoken to him and last I heard, he would be returning, but for right now, I can't confirm that matter. I know he enjoys posting here, but as you've seen with me, we all need a break from time to time.

I have thought of you often and wondered what occupied your days. I am pleased to hear that even though you sound very busy, that you are happy and that you keep a thought to what home you will always have here.

As to the questions you posed in your last post here... Ah, Lynn, Lynn, Lynn... if you only knew the timing of what it is you ask:

But sometimes you have it all wrong; sometimes you expect to receive too much or receive more than you had expected. In this situation, what does one do? How does one alleviate the numerous bad feelings such a situation creates in the mind and soul?

I have to safely say that right now, I am the least of persons who is qualified to even remark on that problem. I will just say that I can sympathize... and perhaps, that the person who is causing you discomfort truly isn't meaning, or intending to do so. That, I can comment on, expertly. Probably you should use some of your skill with words and insights that you've shown here, and let that person know just how you feel. Cards on the table, but... that's all I'm going to say before I wind up catching fire right here and now. For those who are nodding along...-smirks- I know, I know... but it's not the pot and the kettle, really it isn't. I've tried to and offered to explain myself more, but perhaps after a time, no one wants to hear my voice. Hell, at times I even grow tired of hearing myself! Fortunately, there are still those who may wish, and so, to them I offer these replies.

Well, I hope you are enjoying the tender days of early Autumn. They're fragile somehow, yes, and for that, beautiful, like many things.

Of course it is both all right and welcome that you would add me as a friend. Frustrating, isn't it, that I haven't added anyone in that area? -laughs- Well, I have my raisons - er, reasons.

You said:
Dear Lestat, what draws me here? hmm.. perhaps the fact that this place can be so comforting, and yet sometimes it feels as if we (i mean the members) are dancing to some forbidden song with the immortals, who to me are like fire, warm and yet so dangerous, but always ALWAYS alluring and irresistable. Does that make sense to anyone? probably not, infact i might now be labelled a pyromaniac, but this was the first thought that came, unbidden to me.

I say, with a laugh: Oh yes, I understand your sentiments perfectly. Forbidden dances, the draw of some unknown hand, leading you into a gentle darkness, rich and tender? Yes, I think I understand that, Cherie.

One mere mention of the word 'fire', my dear, if that were to label you a pyromaniac, then I dare to think what my precious Louis would be called! Don't be a pyromaniac. Louis needs a job, after all.

Thank you for your compliments, and I'm surviving, in answer to your inquiry about how I'm doing. At times, surviving and taking those infrequent moments of happiness and completion as they come, well that's all we can do, yes? I'm fairly calm, happy but reserved you could say, moody even, if you stretch it. -laughing- In short, I'm nothing less than usual.

You enjoyed the story, little one? Do you know I kept it deliberately ....well, toned down perhaps due to the eyes of the young that might find such a thing. Tsk, don't pout. I'm not chastising you. I just believe when it is time, and not before, you should and will walk the path of sensual discovery for yourself, and before that, I will not invite you to walk it with me or my writing. Read if you will dear, but be advised.

Thank you for your compliments as well.

Good to see you again. My musical tastes seem to vary greatly, dependent on many factors from the weather, to my state of emotion. Of course that's not always true, for when I'm very angry, and one might think I would be listening to some hard-edged gothic rock group, I will instead hole up with some classical and find either peace or tears. This is true no matter the emotion or urge I might have going on inside. Some say I'm irregular and inconsistent in more ways than just musical preference. I say, I am diversified and varietal.

Currently listening to:

Canon in D - Pachelbel Berlioz:Royal Opera House: La_Damnation de Faust:D'amour l'ardente flamme

& other assorted Baroque music/arias

Don't concern yourself with rumors and drama that may or may not pertain to this place or to anywhere else. Isn't there enough drama in the world to let this place be free of that tension and pettiness? Ignore those who would spread disharmony... anywhere. Their fear, insecurity and childish issues are by far surpassed in the sincere words of those who are here for peaceful enjoyment, laughter, insight and connection. I say, if someone no longer finds that here, or anywhere, perhaps before they start causing trouble and making everyone else as miserable as they seem to be, they should move on and let others to have what they do not want.

'Nuff said, right?

As I've said to a few others, it's good to know that even if you're not around so much due to the demands of life, you also remember those of us here, who even though our own lives have their demands, well... we're here too.

Also: in regard to your question about music, see my above answer to Taquiner. I like the last 2 quotes you use, but please, that poem to me? A bit mm, unnecessary.

How could I have forgotten you? Pah, you almost insult me to think even for a second that I would. How are things with you, ami? I do hope that the turmoils of the world have not touched you too greatly. But don't even get me started on my opinion of international relations and the state of the world! Ha. Louis says I should run for office. Would that be in California I wonder, or should I just covertly supply a daytime candidate who will serve my means like a little puppet? -laughing heartily- It's good to see you Stani, very good, and I do hope you will be around more.

Sweetness, how nice to see you as well. All my sweet ones are speaking to me again. How nice a surprise when I come here tonight. Last news I had from you was a bit worrying, Cherie. I do hope things to that end have at least progressed in the way you had wanted them to work. It's a hard thing, that, I believe... what we want, and how situations usually work themselves. Don't you agree? Yet I find, more often than not, even in the situations where I've fought the hardest to make it the way I had planned, or wanted, if it works out in a different way, that somewhere down the road I can find myself thinking it was probably best that it did happen as it did. Isn't that an interesting juxtaposition? Makes one wonder who indeed is in control of this thing we call life. Of course that is not always the case, and there are regrets... and when I have that... regret, ah... it is as deep as a canyon and moves through me slowly and thoroughly.

Now look I've gone and turned my reply to you into my own little seminar. -laughing softly- But truly, may *your* regrets be few, may your laughter be plentiful, and may you always find your way back here among friends.