Doux Sept - My Routine

Cine is not illusion, gradually I want to show my denser universe, is difficult to explain, explain my routine.
The ease which I make enemies, something common for crowned heads, whose crown can not be seen.
Then they mock you. Makes a crown of thorns.
Heavy is the head that carries the True Crown.
But at every corner someone wants to cut his head, I can feel every moment, the blade sharp scraping my throat, daggers blocked by my skull.

Constantly I feel people really uncomfortable with my presence, and ease that I have to draw the most enchanting creatures and demons on this polar game, which I'm used to playing. A balance that most human beings can not escape. Heads want to leave the black hole and the little red want smash my heart.

I found the screenwriter of this movie at the Waldorf Astoria in New York. They say... he is a Satanist, but today accuse anyone of Satanist when you have great knowledge, looks like a modern inquisition.
Take breakfast with Alan Moore is same thing that breakfast with Samael, in time of heaven, a company pretty nice with your shiny rings. In my world people pay more attention to Alan Moore than Alan Greenspan.

The difference between me and Constantine, I don't smoke. Angels wanting to cut the wings with scissors. Better to accept.
I tried to find something similar with my life.
Then I saw some scenes. Something like my day to day, my routine.

A small detail, I never watched that movie.

Guns N' Roses - November Rain

"Welcome November. She was in the little house, had a wooden leg like pirate, tried to hold his hand, but the left arm, amputated. Very beautiful but she rots. The false appearance leaving to the outside. In the future I can see villains destroying her left arm. Correcting your DNA, she stands alive. In the cemetery again, are not yet Chrysanthemum, are false Roses that fade, see their letters in the grave." Glauber the Legend


------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ November Rain by Axl Rose

When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same

'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain

We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain

But lovers always come and lovers always go
And no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away

If we could take the time
To lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine

So if you want to love me
Then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin' In the cold
November rain

Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time... On their own
Don't you know you need some time...
All alone

I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Sometimes I need some time...on my own
Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time... On their own
Don't you know you need some time...
All alone

And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs somebody