Life O' Banquo

Mine nameth is Banquo. Inspired by Duncan, mine king. I enjoy long horse rides on the moors, spending time with Fleance and mine other loved ones, and fighting for thy home country of Scotland! Peace to all.

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Squad and I looking down at the Macbeth couple in Hell while we're up in Heaven. #currently 

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Me when Macbeth and his lady ask me to pull some strings so they can join me up here... 

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A show of hands of all who are tired of the current Scotland and grieve for the old days ? 

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Being dead sure does leave lots of time to work on your dance moves! I call this one the “yay Scotland finally has a rightful king” dance!! Let me know what you think of it

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OMG you need to teach it to me the next time we see each other!!!!

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Congratulations!

Congratulations to those who fought against Macbeth! You all fought strongly, gaining many more followers along the way. Young Siward has been awarded for his nobility, by the way, and is here with us happily in the heavens.  Glad Malcolm can reclaim his rightful position as king, he shall rule well in honor of his father. Supporting all of your coronations, watching Scone from above. Best wishes to you all!! 

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Yup. Story of my life!!! #amirite!

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RIP MACBETH

Now look what has become

After all that you have done. 

Your selfish desires and your wife

Pushed you to use that murderous knife.

Had the Witches not have appeared

Maybe I'd still be growing my beard. 

Yet Duncan, your lady, many others, and I 

Lie cold in our graves. While we are up high

And she is down low, 

You can now join her, your scheming beau. 

Malcolm now rules, maybe Fleance is next

Because Macduff has now severed your neck. 

I wish things were different, like they were before, 

When we would go riding... out on the moor. 

#RIP. 

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Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

William Shakespeare

-Basically describes the reason for my death... :(

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Lana Del Rey - Once Upon A Dream - Malefica

Shoutout to my boys: 

banquolit, wannabecantbewontbebanquo lyfobanquo blackdesirez 

I know you, Banquo, I walked with you once upon a dream

I know you, Macbeth, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.

And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem

But if I know you, Macbeth, I know what you’ll do…

I’m those “‘cursed thoughts’ that nature gives way to in repose” (2.1. 10-11)???  Remember me know, Banquo?! Who could forget!

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Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.

Lady Macbeth, Macbeth, Scene V,  (via introspectivepoet)

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Prophecy Coming True, Just Not How You Assumed it Would...

Classic!!! Macbeth so would put too much faith in the witches. You claim, "The spirits that know / All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus: 'Fear not Macbeth." You're really not seeing this from all angles, you've lost your sense. I miss the old Mac, when you're heart was not full of blackdesirez but desires to protect your people and honor your kin. From up here, I see the Birnam Wood making subtle movements towards your castle...Start realizing the danger you're in.  

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tbt to when Lady Macbeth had this in mind. Let's just say a lot has changed. At least she didn't help plan my death!

RIP Lady Macbeth

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Time is Running Out

I first would like to say: Lady Macbeth, welcome to the dead. You know at first I really hated you for killing Duncan, but you finally realized the wrong that you did. Unlike your husband, you didn't try to make yourself feel better about the murders. You accepted the guilt, and now it has washed away. As for Macbeth, my old "friend", he is very poor shape right now. I mean come on you keep telling yourself that Birnam Wood would never come to Dunsinane, but you should know by know the witches always give you false hope. I have to say though, I feel bad for you. I feel bad that you thought the only way to keep the crown was to kill everyone. That shows how insecure you are in life. Now you must cope with your guilt, but you continue to hide it and give excuses. Soon our paths will cross again, and hopefully you too will accept your guilt like your wife has.  

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Guilt Infects the Mind

ladycantstopwontstop ladymb13 rumor has it that a couple ghosts heard you once say "fill me from the crown to the toe top-full of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood. Stop up th' access and passage to remorse, that no compunctious visitings of nature shake my fell purpose..." (1.5.47-48). That didn't really work did it? Have you even seen yourself lately? I mean sleep walking and going through the motions of washing your hands, and even saying, "Banquo's buried; he cannot come out on's grave." (5.2.66-67). Well, just to remind you my body cannot come out of the grave, but my soul is here to stay. Seriously you are acting the same way blackdesirez used to act. You cannot just ask the spirits to unsex you, then commit a despicable crime and still expect to be guilt free! That's not how it works! Taking away all of your feelings wouldn't get rid of the guilt, and washing your hands is not doing any good either. 

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blackdesirez

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Our fears do make us traitors? Story of Macbeth's life!

Before Lady Macduff and the rest of her fam (so sorry MD- btw) joined us up here, she made quite an interesting point that, “Our fears do make us traitors.” (4.2. 5) Macbeth, cheers to you for proving this correct. Though you were already a traitor in killing Duncan, your fears pushed you to murder me, your best friend. Your own worries made you a backstabbing snake. THATS RIGHT. I’m not the serpent, Macbeth!!! Its you.