A lot goes through a man’s mind when he decides to kill himself. First you bargain with yourself, believe that it’s all going to be alright. But its never alright, and it hasn’t been for a while. Once you realize that nothing will change, the future looks bleak and one day you just decide toContinue reading “The Freetown State Forest Cult”
It had rained earlier, just before the sun went down and now a light wind was gusting. It was a cool, crisp New England autumn with winter just around the bend. Soon it will be piles of snow, inaccessible streets and fighting over cleared parking spaces. But that’s not now. Liam drove in silence. EvenContinue reading “St Stephen Cemetery”
I am currently in the early stages of writing and releasing four horror short stories which take place in New England. The stories will be available on the website as well as Kindle for .99. It will be coming out in the next few days. Also there’s a new short story in the collection calledContinue reading “7/4/2022”
Casualties are superfluous Notably when the scandal ends Many commiserated with them Suddenly the exhile is forced further We all realize there is a point of no return these crippled, battered bodies are depleted That’s why their wrists bleed, darling
Added three new poems which can be found in the poetry section or Suggested Poems sections.
I accept the Chavajoth’s channeling That gradual ascent toward the god head Escalating up the Qliphoth Duality at the top realm Satan and Moloch Each chamber overflows with sorcery And I siphon it Leaning over the vacuum Glaring down And the cosmic unwind is developing And death will be ubiquitous Reeking of the malevolent bloodContinue reading “The Chavajoth’s Channel”
A trickling valve reverberates As a November chill sneaks about Crushed glass cuts open your bare feet There’s burning from within It transmits from your esophagus And escapes your perjurer’s lips Torn from the abdomen A festering, gaping pit Where worms prosper Where your heart was once set Now is inhabited by the festering AndContinue reading “Blight”
I seek out the acausal conduit On the fringe of the abyss Choronzon lacerates my mind But my psyche rides it out Eleven anti cosmic forces Amass at the edge of the limitless I welcome the great unraveling Return all creation to darkness and void
I added another album “The Original Drug Child: The Early Days” album to the Black Lodge Laboratory section along with a brand new single “Submission to the Weaver”. There is also a BLL t-shirt for sale on that page.
I have included a new section of music called Black Lodge Laboratory. I have posted two albums, “Bedlam” which is new and “Goddamn America” which is a 2016 re-issue. Also I have posted a music interview on that page. Enjoy