Latest Mixcloud set! 02/05/2018

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Like the Eagles I too won a victory!  After battling three days with the streams voila my latest mixcloud set!  “WHEN LIGHT SEEKS DARK

This was my latest set for Club Zero’s weekly event known as “Happy Hour”. Myself co-anchoring the contest “Best in Lumination” again I came up my own theme of “Light & Dark” to go with the contest. It was a bit of a “Yin &Yang” concept for you cannot have light without dark and vice versa. This spiritually balanced tale is told by the following artists: The Azoic, Assemblage 23, Blutengel, Covenant, VNV Nation, Psy’aviah, Benjamin’s Plague, Faderhead, and more! Also please see track list listed below.

Otherwise enjoy ❤

Pax,

Bone Mother Belle

 

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I know it has been a while since I have posted anything.  Been recovering from two back to back surgeries and not only did it take a physical toll but also an emotional one as well.  But you know me I’m famous for being the “comeback kid”. What does not kill me not only will make me stronger but it should run.  As you all know I do partake in the virtual world of “Second Life”its a great way for introverted individuals like myself to still be social in the comforts of my own home. I have taken on DJ’ing in Second Life as I once upon a time in my life used to DJ in my mundane life.  Its a unique platform to do it in a virtual environment versus in the real world clubs.  However your Hero has found the perfect medium to satisfy both universes.

 

***Drum Roll and Gong Bang***

Mixcloud.  That’s right I said it. Mixcloud is and for those of you who are wondering “What exactly is Mixcloud?” Is a website, music forum, musical platform, where DJ’s worldwide come together and share their sets, collaborations, and concepts.  It has its own charts and all that good stuff.  Perhaps some of you are already on mixcloud but if you aren’t and you are like me a very hardcore music fanatic its a great place to be.  Music is a language we can all understand universally.  And the mixcloud universe has so much its unreal good populace its seriously unreal. Listed below are some links if you want to peek through, surface, and swim in which also includes my own uploads.  Please see the hypertext links below will guide you on your musical way =o)

Mixcloud:  https://www.mixcloud.com/

T.B.Morte’s mixcloud: https://www.mixcloud.com/neylinn-foa-vulpes/

Recent uploads:

For The Love Of The Devil

When Actions Spoke Louder Than Words!!

Blood of My Blood

YOUR BEAUTIFUL TRAGEDY

Enjoy in the Sounds!

Spooky Regards,

Bone Mother Belle (Tragedienne)

 

 

SLEEPLESS…..

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Sometimes you think you meet “The One” and you find out they are simply not part of the dream. As always feedback appreciated.

 

Spooky Regards,

~B~.

Sleepless 10/11/2017

Get thee to sleep,
Close thine eyes in the knowing,
You have lost something,
That others have fought to grab,
There for the taking,
Yet you squandered,
Foolish beyond measure,
No tears to be shed,
There is still solace to be found,
Places elsewhere hold comfort,
Yet the brightest treasure shines,
Even in the darkest depths,
There it will remain locked in place,
Only opened to whoever holds the rightful key,
Get thee to sleep,
Close thine eyes and dream,
In knowing you will still have to seek,
For the treasure will only open to those that wear the crown,
and you are not the King.

©2017 T.B. Morte aka Neylinn Foa-Vulpes

 

HEART IN A JAR

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Rest in pieces. ❤ Belleen

 

Heart In A Jar 09/27/2017

You killed me,

over and over,

Left me to die,

 

Or so you thought,

Was that your last wish?

To see me break?

How the mighty hath fallen,

Into the traps of emotion,

I loved you,

You loved me,

I hate thee,

You loathe me,

This game I cease to play,

To Whom It May Concern,

Know this for now and ever more,

This is my conscious no longer caged in bondage,

This is my spirit free from love’s torment,

You see before you what lies in the glass jar,

my ever beating heart.

©2017 T.B. Morte

 

 

 

 

 

 

CONFESSIONS OR DECLARATIONS….

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Sometimes inspiration comes from the most unexpected places.  And sometimes subject matter can be  in the past form it doesn’t always have to be in the “present”.  It can sometimes just be a situation you simply thought “What If?” and decided to write about it.  Today we hear from Tragedienne’s alter ego “Bobbie Jane” she doesn’t come out too often. She’s usually okay letting Trag running the show, but it doesn’t make what dear sweet Bobbie’s words less profound.

 

Confessions or Declarations 09/27/2017

I have a confession to make,

or is it a Declaration?

I haven’t made a decision,

It’s beguiling deviltry at its finest,

Seduction so refined,

I do it without blinking,

Can you forgive my fragile mind?

If this confession is so scattered,

I’ve had a variety of lovers,

Each left their mark,

Where shall we start?

And as you know all good stories,

They start off in the dark,

I met a little dragon,

he thought to be mighty,

Although he claimed,

I was his favorite maiden,

In the end he proved flighty,

Wishy washy isn’t my flavor,

So we needed something more,

Something more to savor,

I rendezvous with a Vampire,

his fangs enjoyed this nectar,

Although he had a undead bride,

his taste showed he enjoyed the living

flesh far more greater,

A demon kidnapped me to his lair,

and showed me whats underneath

his nether hair,

I found the power of the holy trinity between

my glistened thighs,

I saw god,

Praised Lucifer,

and now I’m here,

confessing these sexual crimes,

Forgive me Father for I have sinned,

Bless me Father for this declaration,

Expect soon most likely another confession.

©2017 T. B. Morte writing as “Bobbie Jane Claibourne”

 

 

YOUR DARK DOLLY

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A toast good populace! Cheers to Tragedienne may she one day find the dark solitude of happiness.  She so rightfully deserves.

 

YOUR DARK DOLLY

Admit to me my master,

Who’s your darkest dolly?

You need not to say it to others,

you need not to say it out loud,

I’m your dark dolly,

I do what the others cannot,

you know I go that extra mile,

I give it my all,

When the whip strikes flesh,

You know I squeal in pleasure,

And give it my best,

So I apologize to you Master,

Please excuse my mess,

But the other dollies had to go,

So I made them say goodbye,

And I now I have these piles of bodies,

Your dolly just now wants to cry,

We’re all alone now Master,

Don’t you see?

It’s just you and me,

And there’s no one else around,

To make three.

© T.B. Morte 2017

 

 

 

ONLY YOU

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The “Bone Mother” is returning. Slowly. Letting the bindings unwrap themselves. Enjoy.

 

ONLY YOU 09/17/2017

You.

That’s right.

You.

Not me.

Not us.

There was never us.

You said loved me,

All my wild evil,

My imperfections,

I was the perfect flower,

In your imperfect world,

Is that what you tell all the flowers?

That are not good enough,

It never is,

Nor was it ever was,

The mask has been lifted,

I see with perfect clarity,

But do you see?

What you have done to me?

Confirmed what was already known,

So thanks to you,

And your ilk,

These walls will be built stronger,

Impenetrable,

My heart encased in the strongest glass,

So my thanks,

My gratitude you have,

But you shall pay a cost,

Nothing is ever free,

You pay a high cost,

Your cost was forever  losing me.

©2017 T.B.Morte

 

 

 

DANCE RITUALS OF THE RY’LEH

Into The Depths

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“Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places.”— H.P. Lovecraft

 

Greetings fashion gems across the grid! Our annual Lovecraftian festival known as “Lovefest” has been inaugurated with a wonderful opening gala! The music maestro known as “The Dark Doll”  one Fitch Lekvoda was absolute delectable and deviously spooky.  It set my avatar in the mood to dance, the following night over at Club Zero the club’s PR department dedicated their weekly  “Fantasy Friday” theme to Lovefest with the event so fondly titled “Cthulhu & The Numbers of the Beast”  a certain Ry’leh disciple found herself there and was it truly a spectacle to behold.  When you go to a dance club you are there mainly for the music. Oh yes it’s nice to look on point and join a group dance hud to oscillate with your friends.  Yet in the end its always about the beat…

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The Entreating Chronicles#1 “THE QUIBBLE QUASMS OF BELLE MORTE”

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Greetings fellow spooks & ghouls.  Some random short pieces I decided to put together as possible ongoing compilation of “shorties” its a new year.  Time for a new outlook.  Enjoy the following tidbits.  As always feedback appreciated.

Pax,

Bone Mother Belleen ❤

 

I.

“Forgiveness. The scale you measure of the hurtful act that was done to be measured against the something that you love. There was a moment of falter, a cut so deep the impenetrable became the penetrated. The emotion of true sorrow felt so fluid embedded into entire psyche. If you love something you must love its evil as well as it’s innocence. To love only one part, one cannot love truly. You must accept the wiles,observe the hurt and measure the scale consciously. Forgiveness and love you must embrace to the bitterest of ends” ~T. B. Morte  © 2017~

 

II.

“What is black? A color so deep and engulfing it swallows light whole. Born from the shadows, nothing can be seen inside it. So black are the hearts of the fallen the weak are unable to fathom loving them. So dark were the souls of the broken the brave could not help but love them against all odds.”~ T.B. Morte © 2017 ~

 

III.

“Love your Hero, and love them well. For they have the spirit of giants and the bravery of fools. They will love what they endear so brutally, they will avenge any slight against them at all costs. They will carry you upon a broken back, they will be your shield, they will be your iron cladded will and word. But if you were to mock the love the Hero gives, you have foolisheartedly committed a most heinous act. You have broken their spirit. The hero then can no longer sing with shine, the song is now tainted, darkness slowly encrypted. The fool must now think of the catastrophe they have unleashed. They have morphed the Hero into a Villain.” ~T.B. Morte © 2017~

Your Suicidal Doll

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A new offering of bones for the garden please enjoy the following selection.  Feedback always appreciated.

 

Spooky regards,

Bone Mother Belle ❤

 

Your Suicidal Doll 05/31/2017

Into the abysmal night she flew,

away from the gossamer webs,

far from the shadows of pale light,

The doll ran far away,

It was all she could do,

To hide the truth,

So that no one could see,

That the doll was falling apart,

Imperfections that could no longer be masked,

Everyone would see the ugly truth,

There would be whispers,

Words that traveled,

A reputation ruined that was held dear,

So into the abysmal night she flew,

To find her oblivion,

No one would care,

No being would grieve,

She will only be remembered,

By the way she so deceived,

And so into the night she flew,

To find a death that was worthy,

The worth of a doll.

© 2017 T.B. Morte