Tag: rune

You’d speak my name in tongues

You’d speak my name in tongues, you’d holler out in spades Oh, how I wish you could love me again Into the darkness my baby flies, Into the darkness I say goodbye – Kind Dude – Black Butterfly –

New Blood VI

Something new to celebrate the new year.

I don’t want to run to no Hills

I don’t want to run to no hills I can’t seem to summon of the will To recall how to administer the sign I’ve built – without you – King Dude – Silver Crucifix –

Like slithers of a Fallen Moon

Lightlessness. Each man’s hands clutch at spears and amulets. My own fill with hacksilver, its small grey fragments like slithers of a fallen moon – Laura Webb – Coda, from An Anthology of responses to Skaldic poetry –

Dracula’s Guest

She told me that she did not like the idea of your being in that house all by yourself, and that she thought you took too much strong tea. In fact she wants me to advise you if possible to give up the tea and the very late hours. – Bram Stoker – Dracula’s Guest […]

Black Planet

In the western sky – My kingdom come So still, so dark all over Europe And I ride down the highway 101 By the side of the ocean headed for sunset For the kingdom come For the black – black planet Black – black world Black – black planet Black – black world Run around […]

Seiðr

The Seiðr (Old Norse for cord, string, snare) is a form of pre-Christian Norse magic and shamanism concerned with discerning and altering the course of destiny by re-weaving part of destiny’s web. There were seiðr rituals for divination and clairvoyance; for seeking out the hidden, both in the secrets of the mind and in physical […]

I myself am strange and unusual

Adam: You can see us without the sheets? Lydia: Of course I can see you. Adam: Well, how is it you see us and nobody else can? Lydia: Well, I’ve read through that “Handbook for the recently deceased”. It says that live people ignore the strange and unusual. I, myself, am strange and unusual. – […]

The Dream in the Witch House

Mazurewicz came home at six o’clock and said people at the mill were whispering that the Walpurgis-revels would be held in the dark ravine beyond Meadow Hill where the old white stone stands in a place queerly void of all plant-life. – H.P. Lovecraft – The Dream in the Witch House –

Casino Royale

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil, Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me, Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you, Double up or quit, double stakes or split, The Ace Of Spades / The Ace Of Spades – Motörhead – The Ace of Spades –