The Darkness Within
I managed to dance a while and love in style. It's all in the rythm. It's in the flow, too. (OK, so that made little sense...all and something else.) You don't speak. You don't sing. You listen, feel the music, make it a part of you--integrate. Once it's yours have fun--you explore (but not to conquer).

So then what is "goth?" What am I? I see it as an exploration of beauty, but that's my type of "goth." That's me. I'm more of a classical (yet slightly new-age) goth. Take the image of black, flowing, long dresses, men in long-sleeved black silk or satin shirts, fluid motions, expressions from smiles to smirks, from joy and love to pain and hatred. Now add to that beautiful, loud music, base and, well, techno. I will never forget the techno version of "Carmina Burana." You're alone, but you're not lonely. You're simply beautiful. Almost put on a pedistal; but you're there with so many others; and some look down on you; not many look up to you.

...Anyway, when I "goth" it seems like a whole different person--a diferent persona, but it's not. It's a different aspect--a darker aspect--a side not many people feel--not many people see. But I guess if the whole world knew, it wouldn't be so dark anymore--not as "sheltered."

There is no one answer, realy. Maybe just a bunch of different pieces that we could maybe see a little more of whatever it is we're supposed to be seeing--whether it 's some supreme being or a lack thereof or, just, human nature. Whatever it is, maybe if we weren't so biased or so biggoted or so blind or so set in our ways, we could work together to find our own personal path, you know. But anyway...

There are some beautiful people out there, and they are intriguing to me. I'm surprised at how they can always show their sood side. I wonder if they have a "bad" side sometimes.. I wonder if they're "bad" at home, where no one can see--where it's hidden. And then i wonder about those people (listen to the way I am saying that) who have what appeard to be nothing but a "bad" side. I wonder how much it touches someone when they are actually better.

But I can't think and dance and be beautiful and be different and disguise things I don't want people to see forever and rarely all at the same time. But is that a crime? Nah.