DARK AMY

dark amy is grieving about bloodflowers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yw91BxwFE5s

maybe love = hate

(BLOODFLOWERZ : DAMAGED PROMISES)

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und wieder stehe ich da, sehe meine Welt in Scherben vor mir. Bruchstücke nicht wahrgewordener Visionen,

angekratzte Ideale, zerplatzte Illusionen

– zersplittert und zerbrochen – mein Leben

was habe ich mir vorgemacht?

wofür habe ich gekämpft?

wenn alles dagegenspricht, nichts und niemand mit mir geht nur vor mir mit einer Stoptafel in der Hand

– unüberwindbar

ich bin zerstreut in allen Enden und Ecken dieses Traums in diesem Raum

vor euch: die gescheiterte Hoffnung

myouthmypresence

Lilitha - Mrs.Pegasus

Mrs.Pegasus – where have you gone?

therapist says: “go on painting!”

So I do!

die letzte Rose

“Sag mir worauf ist in dieser Welt Verlass?”

(Die Ärzte : nur ein Kuss)

Ich will nicht mit Fragen und Wünschen belastet sein

vom Saum bis zum Kragen

von Blicken betastet sein

Ich flieh, wenn ich fremde Augen spür’

denn ich gehör’ nur mir

Ich will nicht gehorsam gezähmt und gezogen sein ich will nicht bescheiden beliebt und betrogen sein

ich bin nicht das Eigentum von dir

willst du mich belehren dann zwingst du mich bloß zu fliehen vor der lästigen Pflicht

Will ich die Sterne dann finde ich selbst dorthin

ich wehr’ mich bevor ich mich verlier

Lilitha--DSCN9064

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I am overload by times of work and duties, money always under pressure

overload by daily life with a lot of ideas, visions, new inspirations

living with broken projects, end up adventures

have to go to rehab, really have to go, even if I don’t like to

overload and broken, young and underpaid

like dark, sad and grieving Amy

Lilitha - Mrs.Positive

Lilitha - Mrs Negative

out of the dark

Lilitha - 1E

Lilitha - E2

Wenn Engel hassen…

Lilitha - E3

Lilitha - E4

Lilitha - E5

Lilitha - E6

Lilitha - E6

Lilitha-her model, her artist

Wenn Engel hassen. Tja, wenn Engel hassen beginnen sie zu fotografieren.

Lilitha - out of crux

Lilitha - crux

Lilitha - Margarethen am Moos

These photos are shot in front of the old church of Margarethen am Moos/Niederösterreich.

N a c h t s c h a t t e n

mit dem Mond im Einklang

in Bruck an der Leitha

Lilitha - isolation

i s o l a t i o n

fly away

just fly away from this emptiness

You remind me of my original sadness

misty days spent in pure melancholy

heavy tears falling down rain

dusty fog seems endless

You remind me of my sensitivity

that lives under my skin

invisible for others

a pain that survives infinity

My garden is made of glass

crystal beauty and fragile

like your broken heart,

like your broken soul

by Lilitha

“Did I dream this belief
Or did i believe this dream
How will i find relief

I grieve”

(Peter Gabriel : I grieve) a wonderful artistic video by ArtNatureMusic

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dark clouds on the sky

and I know it’s my turn, even when you’re shy, sweet destiny

of bitter taste, there’s no longer time to waste

heavy weight of springtime

a dark day in May

invites me to stay

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Last week I went to the Wiener Zentralfriedhof. My first station was sitting in the garden of Schloss Concordia. In my mind I prepared my next steps. Knowing that it will be an intense trip I paid my drink and went to the so called 1st.gate. It was important for me to walk alone and be free of any distractions. I needed the time on my own.

It was a sunny day in spring and I went to a place of death to seek vitality.

I was passing by Jesus

say hello and say goodbye

it was a long road to go

the petals on the street like on a wedding day

the crow as a guardian

hidden faces

everything was in blossom

creatures of fables, wild and free

helping hands

lovers spreading joy end eternity

and female sensuality

Nachtaufnahmen in Prugg

Last night at a marriage party I was at the verge of tears. Many thoughts were running through my head and I was full of emotions: loneliness, desire, anger, sadness… I very much regret that I couldn’t share the happiness with the all the others. Trying to grin and bear it, the social pressure grew more and more. I felt standing outside and to be not part of it although I was invited. Sitting at the end of the line, alone, I was at the verge of tears.

In the morning I was curious about what my friends were doing in the world wide web. Surprising I discovered a great piece of poetry: http://picasaweb.google.com/chaplinary/RadhaircFileata#5328648917068139202

In spite of those dark words I felt comfort.

die Oberkrainer

the band in front of my paintings

Rust am Neusiedlersee

photos by Lilitha

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Lilitha - illusion of roses

Lilitha - untitled

Lilitha - explosion

Lilitha - Regen

Lilitha - Blutsdokument

some more : http://lilithmoerk.wordpress.com/2009/04/09/bilder-langst-vergangener-tage

Dunkles Veilchen

schimmerst im Sonnenlicht wie Samt und Seide

verzauberst Deine ganze Umgebung

ziehst meine Aufmerksamkeit auf Dich allein

Dunkles Veilchen

um Dich herum gelbe Frühlingsblumen,

große Tulpen, stolze Rosen

Sie alle können mich nicht reizen

Du übertriffst sie mit Deinem Zauber

Dunkles Veilchen

klein und zart,

zart und zärtlich,

sanft Dein Blick

geheimnisvoll und tiefgründig

Der Herbst blüht im Frühling

lässt seine Blätter auf mich fallen

zeigt mir sein Gesicht

unaufhörlich

in jedem Tautropfen, in jeder Spiegellung

sein Gesicht

Den Herbst wird es immer geben

Seine Farben werden leben

unauslöschlich

ewiglich

Der Herbst

perverted:

For these Dark Romantics, the psychology of man is prone to a perverse and self-destructive nature. The natural world is dark, decaying, and mysterious; when it does reveal truth to us, its revelations are evil and hellish.

On October 3, 1849, Poe was found on the streets of Baltimore delirious, “in great distress, and in need of immediate assistance,” according to the man who found him, Joseph W. Walker. He was taken to the Washington College Hospital, where he died on Sunday, October 7, 1849, at 5:00 in the morning. Poe was never coherent long enough to explain how he came to be in his dire condition, and, oddly, was wearing clothes that were not his own. Poe is said to have repeatedly called out the name “Reynolds” on the night before his death, though it is unclear to whom he was referring. Some sources say Poe’s final words were “Lord help my poor soul.” All medical records, including his death certificate, have been lost. Newspapers at the time reported Poe’s death as “congestion of the brain” or “cerebral inflammation”, common euphemisms for deaths from disreputable causes such as alcoholism. However, the actual cause of death remains a mystery.