Post by Hito on May 3, 2012 15:55:18 GMT -5
In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
[/i]I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
[/color][/size]The fear really hits us. That's what we feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the world when it rebels against itself, the ultimate betrayal of change within many innocent hearts.
Before, there was warm love, smiles on all faces there were no secrets. What happened? It is said that Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing. We altered; we now search for a light that just isn’t there a faded speck of hope. We once welcomed you to a place where humans were not so human, we once said that it could be a dream come true or a perfect nightmare.
Our love is often fatal; our eyes are habitually set against those who are different, when you come here you risk finding yourself in a strange predicament, you risk finding out things about yourself that might confuse you or shock you. When you walk upon the darkest street at the darkest time of the night you might find yourself face to face with a killer, or maybe a friend. You risk allot, but you may also gain something in return for a loss.
Pick your poison. Fantasy or Nightmare, Love or Hate, choose a race, choose your sexuality, but remember it is your secret love. Your secret addiction, but take the advice of those who are wise, once you take the poison you can’t go back, you may be able to live a normal life, with your friends and family, you may go to school and study or go to work and read at the library, but again it is Macco, almost anything can happen and it is your choice whether you choose to betray your old life and stay, or refuse our beautiful poison and walk away.
Live in Macco, Japan a city where most everyone speaks English and not everyone is Japanese, just off the cost of Hokkaido. You might run into a fair amount of shady figures or you may be one of the said shady figures yourself. No matter whom you may be or what you may be, there is always someone who notices you, there is always someone who will oppose, but there could also be someone who always notices you and approves, make enemies or friends, be your own being, just watch how you carry yourself and watch your back, just because Macco seems lovely doesn’t mean there is no one who will want to betray you, or get rid of you.
Maybe someday, you will be drawn back by the façade or the simple fact we live a fantasy, or the fact you can be anyone you want to be. Live the way you choose, and don’t be afraid of the change we may bring to your life. We will always welcome you back to Himitsu Suki. A new generation has begun. A new secret love has formed.
