theusz aeylyeaelle cooperation

Praise the God­dess Who tortures

and brings beau­ty to a good end

upon tor­ture bliss may come

Weeps at the sight of a piano

God­dess of In­san­i­ty, Art, Hate and mal content.

Eter­nal­ly un­sat­is­fied with creation

She has in her womb of acid.

A spi­der bit­ing through her stumoch 

to weave her chil­dren wicked and malign.

Cre­at­ed Re­al­i­ty in a kiss with Melancholy.

God­dess of rain sad­ness and tears

Cry your tears of in­dig­na­tion freely.

Ad­mire AnaehtheanA, 

the An­gel sent from be­low Hell

That had to eat her lovers heart.

of a sweet and kind shepperdesse.

And to grow her fury and despair

For earth its des­tiny were grim and putrid.

Anae­htheanA on her conquest.

Mis­sion to build one city near the river

Which from El­len­deh born.

As she learnt to whis­per in her well.

As the well screamed back.

Anae­htheanA’s Jour­ney Through this Hell

She will free the Army Of Rothalm

Trapped in a bricked up dun­geon and Arena.

That Hethred dis­mayed had fed dishes 

of whipped cream on sil­ver plates.

For event here their pound­ing and roaring

dis­turbed her in her sleep.

All that could not hear this army and its generals

were peo­ple sleep­ing in the streets, and wondering

Anony­mous, through a maze of anonimity.

He­lix and An­ti­he­lix guard­ed the tem­ple of the artists

Singing for ea­chother as each in turn Petrified.

These God­dess­es of mu­sic frail song for their sister.

The God­dess Ayris held the wall of perception.

With her left hand, scarred, roam­ing in the walls and arts.

Ad­min­istred the vi­sion of each a men’s touch upon

one blink of a per­sons eye, drift­ing for miles to ad­min­sitre a comfort

to each and every per­son. Dur­ing one blink of each per­sons eye

Her Jour­ney the longest and most heavy bur­den of all Goddess.

The God­dess Axis, Pound­ed through the walls of the imagination

As Nhaevrhael born from a tear in the dark

played the Lyre of the Gate

and upon that this gate to burst.

And Axis with her stam­pede the imagination

Axis op­posed to At­las the Ether of all imaginary

Un­der which all cre­ation is hung.

The An­gels of MElan­choly Born From Al­tars of ice.

Now car­ried be­low as they were bro­ken out.

Fell upon Hell, to aid Anae­htheanA in her fi­nal War.

As Au­ryal from a vul­cano Born 

her spir­it and dark wing ob­scure the plains of Hell.

And Hell, an earth, an earth now HEll.

CAme un­der the gen­er­als and Rothalm Armies Wrath

Ob­scure, this cause.

Bliss, for tor­ture passed.

Alas.

As Tor­ture passed.

Bliss …
 
 
 

—aey­lyeaelle ell­he de ellendeh

Flom­mist Aey­lyeaelle Ell­he De El­len­deh is a ne­oro­man­tic and neosym­bol­ist artist and philoso­pher, stud­ied sculpt­ing at The Roy­al Acad­e­my of Dec­o­ra­tive Arts of Antwerp Bel­gium, He de­cried ac­tu­al­ly hav­ing fall­en in love stand­ing be­fore the Psy­che of Leighton in Lon­don, hav­ing cried over the Sleep­ing Beau­ty by Suss­mann hell­born and hav­ing spir­i­tu­al re­li­gious af­fec­tions for the Sphinc Mys­terieux by Charles van der Stap­pen. Dec­o­ra­tive sculp­tor and Au­thor of a neosym­bol­ist mythol­o­gy on Kant­ian per­cep­tion, on the imag­i­na­tion, in­spi­ra­tion, art, deca­dence, es­thet­ics and pas­sion, hate, mis­an­thropy main­ly. Heav­i­ly in­flu­enced by Huys­mans A re­bours and Schopen­hauers refuge in art as Sades will to free erotics. He in­vent­ed the Eif­fel tow­er sev­er­al times the size of the cur­rent one in paris to launch trains into space in an art nou­veau way. He in­vent­ed can­dles on re­mote con­trol. He in­vent­ed a game of chess with over 200 pieces per play­er and in an en­tire­ly clas­si­cal and de­scent set­up. With a line of Bish­ops, an Army, an­gels, boul­ders, with tow­ers that need to be de­fend­ed for­ward to launch the boul­ders, with a court, and a high­er court with Elvin, Elvin King, Em­per­or, Em­press and vam­pire of melan­choly and a vam­pire le­gion. He is a self de­clared mad­man and of­fi­cial­ly de­clared in­sane by the state of Bel­gium deu to his ro­man­tic up­risals. De­sign­er and ar­chi­tect of the fu­ture city of Anae­htheana, which is best de­scribed as the most beau­ti­ful and lux­u­ri­ous place ever de­vised, with the con­crete bridges done again in mar­ble, a wild zoo where the high­way is now. And a for­ti­fied vat­i­can in­spired wall for a le­gion of Joans of Arc he is try­ing to call. Among that, he is call­ing upon all ar­che­types cur­rent­ly in cos­play goth­ic and mu­sic to build, among oth­er things, a Vam­pire Lane with goth­ic schools, goth­ic mu­se­ums and goth­ic lounges and palaces. And an Angh an­gel fortress. It is his one and only and fi­nal mis­sion to re­place all com­mer­cial bill­boards with ro­man­tic and aca­d­e­m­ic paint­ings. Etc … Copy­right © 2018 Aey­lyeaelle Ell­he De El­len­deh. Pic­tured: Aey­lyeaelle Ell­he De El­len­deh, Un­ti­tled, 2018.‬

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