Wednesday, January 29, 2020

That Time I Went to Aleister Crowley's Burial Site...



Seven-plus-seven years ago, I took it upon myself to journey in search of the site hosting Aleister Crowley's earthly remains. 

Did I travel to the misty moors of the Scottish Highlands? Sadly, no. 

Did I travel to the ancient, sun-baked shores of Sicily? Not quite. 

Did I travel to the gloomy ports of Salem, or as many now know it, Arkham? Not this time. 

Did I descend into the dank, corpse-lined catacombs beneath the Eternal City of Rome?


Thursday, January 23, 2020

The Veil Isn't Down. It's Gone.


I don't know how or why, but the environment around me has grown increasingly strange and dream-like at night. The skies are wildly variable, but on nights like tonight seem to shimmer with a maddening orange-gray luminescence that I don't recall seeing all that much outside of, well, my dreams.


Wednesday, January 15, 2020

The World Outside Your Window


Here's a small sampling of the tens of thousands of grackles invaded my neighborhood. This was taken out my window just a short while ago.  

They left just as soon as they came. I've never seen so many birds in my life.

Tuesday, January 14, 2020

Strange Beings and Secret Commonwealths



A new episode of The Farm, this time on the legacy of Celtic witchcraft in Europe and the US. Not to mention the Scottish fairy faith and all kinds of strange beings and visitations. 

Which reminds me...

Friday, January 10, 2020

Shadows and Tall Trees, or a Little Night Magic.


Bundle up and turn your phone off.  You're all coming with Linda and me, out into the cold, dark night. There are some spirits there who'd like to meet you, and we mustn't keep them waiting. 

Let me introduce you around...

Tuesday, January 07, 2020

The Insanity Assassin


If you've living in the woods -- or just wisely avoid social media -- you probably didn't hear about Ricky Gervais's scorching monologue at the Golden Globes on Sunday night. 



Thursday, January 02, 2020

Kevin Must Be Missing an Angel



Wow, Kevin Spacey just races from triumph to triumph, doesn't he? Man, what I'd give to have a peek at that man's blackmail file. He probably had to buy himself an old missile silo just to store it all.

If this keeps up, I can see him becoming a studio head before the New Year is out. Real-life Lex Luthor, indeed.