All Saints

Hope your commute between the Veil brought fun things to taste as well.

For My Glenda



It’s almost Halloween.  Time to get your horrors in a row.


Pale Simulacra

As the Veil thins

And the Wheel Turns,

May we open to the wisdom of those who came before.

Ancestors, known and unknown,

Who shaped our blood and bone,

Point us in a Direction

That we can follow

Or cast aside.

Still, their pull is undeniable

and, ultimately,


Pass Gently Through the Veil this Night

Pale Simulacra

“Death doesn’t exist. It never did, it never will. But we’ve drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we’ve got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.”
― Ray BradburySomething Wicked This Way Comes

Happy Halloween

Halloween Costumes


May you cross the Veil carefully this Samhain.


For your Holiday pleasure, a bit of the wonderful 2011 stage production of “Frankenstein” at London’s National Theater.  I saw this last night at a movie theater (a blaspheme in itself, putting a stage play on screen, but that’s another theological debate).

When the play was in production, Johnny Lee Miller and Benedict Cumberbatch switched roles every night—first being the Creator, and then the Creature.  Their performances fed off each other, as the Creature and the Creator do in Mary Shelley’s story.

And then, how interesting that both actors moved on to play Sherlock Holmes as leads in their own individual TV series.  Art mimics Life mimics Art.


18 Days of Halloween: 15, 16, 17 & 18

I have a little catching up to do since I was out of town a few days.  So, here’s a whole mess of Halloween.  Have a safe and creepified holiday.

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Round about the caldron go;

In the poison’d entrails throw—

Toad, that under cold stone,

Days and nights has thirty-one;

Swelter’d venom sleeping got,

Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot!

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Fillet of a fenny snake,

In the cauldron boil and bake;

Eye of newt and toe of frog,

Wool of bat and tongue of dog,

Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting,

Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing,

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

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Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,

Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf

Of the ravin’d salt-sea shark,

Root of hemlock digg’d i’ the dark,

Liver of blaspheming Jew,

Gall of goat, and slips of yew

Silver’d in the moon’s eclipse,

Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,

Finger of birth-strangled babe

Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,

Make the gruel thick and slab:

Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,

For the ingredients of our cauldron.

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Double, double, toil and trouble;

Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Cool it with a baboon’s blood,

Then the charm is firm and good.

—From Macbeth by William Shakespeare

18 Days of Halloween: Days 13 & 14

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I’ll be away from my computer for a few days, so here are Friday and Saturday’s offerings.  I’ll catch up with everyone Monday night.

hand made cards, collage art

18 Days of Halloween: Day 12

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