Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waitin' for me
My lover stands on Innsmouth' sands
And watches the ships, that go sailin'

Somewhere beyond the sea
She's there watchin' for me
If I could swim upon a whim
Then straight to her arms I'd go sailin'

It's far beyond the star
It's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
The Call will lead me there soon

We'll meet below the shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be, beneath the sea
And never again I'll go sailin'

I know beyond a doubt,
The Call will lead me there soon
We'll meet, I know we'll meet
At R'lyeh's shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be, beneath the sea
And never again I'll go sailin'


Magic The Gatheting - Legends Fixed: Princess Lucrezia & Lady Orca

Posting some updated Legendaries from Legends that BADLY needed some updating. I kept the original cost to cast and P/T and updated the abilities. What about it?


Test from phone and Jedit from Magic The Gathering

A bit of a test..... Dont know what to post..... Ive been obsessed with MAGIC latly, heres my redesigned Jedit from Legends, trying to right the wrong with the Legends from the set


Wait at the dmv

This is such bull crap. That is all.


Yesterday's memories and melodies.

There's a moment in life
when all the years will pass by
and the eyes filled with tears
we once shed
we recognize failures
the desperate cries
of the ones who believed in our lies



Sunlight shines
On the clothes that lay on a chair
A desk covered in clutter
The floor covered in hair.

It shines on a figure, so thin and frail
It shines on his skin, so sick and pale
It shines on the wall, where for so long
I have stared
Breaking the spell of authentic despair.

As my eyes come into focus
I turn to face to face the room
The movement from the sheets creates a breeze
Sweeps the dust from its place.

It so quietly swarms
And hangs in the air
It shines in the light
And makes me aware.

Death is looming in here
And it's getting to you
Under dust, over time
It has been burying you.

It now stirs up the room
As it enters my sight
Rising up from the dark
From the surface it lies.

As if hinting to me
To choose day over night
To leave all of this dark
And seek the warmth of the light.

Outside this room where my life wastes away.



Necrophilia, Necrophila

"calm down, its ment to be tongue 'n cheek."

During their eternal sleep
the dead are buried deep
I'll dig one up and take it home
so I won't have to be alone
Necrophilia, necrophilia
I have my way with the dead
sleeping with the cadaver in my bed
Into the night
I'll hold the peices of the lifeless body tight
the sweet scent of death on which I thrive
makes my body twist and writhe
Necrophilia, necrophilia
in love with the dead
kissing a decapitated head
Making love to the dismembered corpse
my mind and body warps
bathing in the beauty of death
the body doesn't draw a breath
Necrophilia, necrophilia
I have my way with the dead


Amor É Morte

"And my month long fascination with Necrophilia has come to an end. May this remain unfinished for my own sense of sanity."

My knuckles collided with the battered wooden door. Tap, tap, tap. I paused a moment... Nothing. I twisted the door knob; the hinges eerily creaking with each inch in moved. It hit me like a bullet in the mouth... The scent... The decay... I could feel my nostrils dilate and my lips curl up my cheeks as I entered the homely room; barely lit by an ancient light bulb, in an even more rustic lamp. The wallpaper was striped in a dull blue, green and white pattern. Though the white was tinted yellow from the years of secondhand smoke abusing it. Memorable nick-knacks and blank faced porcelain girls were piled upon each other on the dusted shelves. It was obvious to the naked eye that cobwebs and arachnids had made their home from the various doll hair.

A sudden rush of blood shot through my body as the wretched smell that stung my nose grew stronger. Surely the stench would stick to my clothes. My eyes began to water as I drew closer to the source of the smell. Like cherry pie to me. A disfigured shape lay motionless on the floor. The fermenting pile seemed to resemble the anatomy of what used to be an elderly woman. Her skin was black, and moist to the touch. Her nails had turned yellow, almost golden with rot, and her once exuberant eyes were white and deflated. Oh, what a delight!
I knelt down next to her, brushing the serpentine hair from her face. I chuckled ever so slightly, gazing at the discolored white and gray hairs that had stuck themselves to my palm. I rubbed the syrupy hairs off on my jeans. Then, as if by instinct, my index finger peaked open her mouth. I could feel my body tremble as my finger entered her opening, exploring the sticky bliss within. I got a slight dizzy as my nail scraped against what used to be her tongue. My finger removed itself from her dripping mouth; a creamy white substance lodged beneath the nail... from my last visit.

Such boundless glory she supplied me that wondrous eve. I could feel myself growing at the very thought of it. Violating the cadaver with such filthy intentions...


Graveyard Calling

At night I scale the cemetery walls, unseen I walk in silence
Among the still rows, dodging all but stony angels vigilence.
Just for a taste of the human trash our cities threw away,
Those slumbering beneath the shallow earth await my spade
That lifts the heavy soil from off their cripple backs,
And slowly into the vaulted capsule cracks.
Lift, and search, until my love I find. I know her now only by
the favourite flowers that her loved ones leave behind:
The blanchest lily, for its pureness they prefer,
Yet I leave nightshade blooms, that now better represent her.
And sometimes at night I crave the smell of decay sweet,
So outside and to my sanctuary, where 'tis her I'll meet.
And when I lie with her and hold my breath,
Then do I see: true love lives only in silence.
Although her beauty is locked in ages past, and flesh
Does fade, but still, her immortal presence does attest
To the innocence of our unfailing affair, and
I know in this lover's crypt I shall always find her there.
Who could doubt my love that does experience feel?
For undying love is but the only love 'tis real,
And when you hear the rasp of death against your flesh, passion sparks
Although the maggots writhe between your entwined bodies in the dark.
And what more intoxicating than the bittersweet smell of decay,
That haunts your dreams and drips lovestains unseen by day.
Her staring sockets burn the stutters in my speech, and I upstart,
That mimic stutters that once stopped her wilted heart.



Your love is crisp, and clear, and cold,
Brittle as the ash of old,
And flakes and lovestains from your sweet,
Unto your bleak overcoat do leak.
You kiss the lips that never care
And fathom deep in sockets, true love there
How many coffins have you pried open,
In search of your perfect love?
And when you lay entwined at night,
And passion alongside worms alights,
Mixed with perfume of bittersweet decay,
How can you then dream of returning to day?


I want to believe.

I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen–I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones who look like wrinkledy lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women. I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline of good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste. I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like the Martians in War of The Worlds. I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman. I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumblebee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself. I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies too. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system. I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

Frankenstein Drag Queens From Planet 13 - The Late, Late, Late, Show

Horror Punk, Horror Metal, Horror Rock? It’s not easy to simply pigeon hold any one of Wednesday 13's Bands. They all essentially sound the same, and the sound is a kin to that of a banshee repeatedly violating every orifice you possess. Yes, Frankenstein Drag Queens From Planet 13 sounds nearly identical to Wednesday’s later band The Murder Dolls, but with one big difference; this doesn’t suck ass and it’s not driven by Hot Topic, hahahahahaha
  1. Blood, Feathers, Lipstick... The Monologue
  2. Galactic Chicken Shit
  3. Hit And Rape
  4. I Dismember Mama
  5. 197666
  6. God Damn I Am
  7. The Wolfman Stole My Baby
  8. 13th Commandment
  9. Bloodsuckers Anyonomus
  10. Kill Miss America
  11. Count Down...Planet 13

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Rezurex - Psycho Radio

So I decided to try my hand at sharing music to any potential readers of my blog. This first selection is Psycho Radio from Rezurex. I feel that what makes Psycho Radio so special and brilliant is its dense sound that is created by guitar heavy riffs and fills that accompany the beautiful and haunting lyrics. Please give it a listen and feel free to share your thoughts.

  1. Walk On The Edge
  2. Tonight
  3. Psycho Radio
  4. Graveyard Girl
  5. Dead World
  6. Zombie Town
  7. Blue Kiss
  8. Vampira Calling
  9. Armageddon
  10. Cemetery tears
  11. The Untold
  12. Restless
  13. Not from Heaven

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I just remembered I have a Blog. Maybe one day I’ll use it.


Nightmare on Elm Street and the Hero’s Journey (Essay I wrote for Mythology class a year ago)

Those who are familiar with the several themes of what Joseph Campbell defines as the Hero’s Journey know that they occur frequently in our culture. These themes are implemented in the story lines of shows, movies, video games, and literature. With Hollywood running out of ideas for movies, many studios have decided to remake classic movies, primarily horror movies, which have implemented a substantial number of elements which are present in Joseph Campbell’s definition of the Hero’s Journey. One remake that is confirmed to be released in 2010 is the remake of 1984’s “Nightmare on Elm Street”. In the original film, the infamous villain named Freddy Krueger is immortalized. However, his one and only threat is a young girl named Nancy, someone who he perceives to be as weak as the countless victims he slaughtered prior to meeting her. This film is a perfect example of a movie in which the plot centers on a main character that undergoes the Hero’s Journey. Throughout the storyline, several of the elements that Joseph Campbell describes as being part of this archetype, occur. Joseph Campbell divides these themes in the categories of Departure, Initiation, and Return.

Those who have watched “A Nightmare on Elm Street” know that it is about Freddy Krueger, the embodiment of a specter which inhabits the nightmares of teenagers. To the great misfortune of these teenagers, being murdered by Freddy Krueger in a nightmare results in their actual physical death. Privy to the deaths of all her friends at the hands of this phantom, the protagonist, Nancy, undergoes a character development which many would consider to be a perfect example of the “Hero’s Journey”.

The first category in which Joseph Campbell includes a list of themes occurring in the Hero’s Journey is titled “Departure”. This category includes several themes, one being the “call to adventure”. This is known as the point where a person realizes that their circumstances are going to change. This theme occurs in the movie after Nancy’s best friend Tina is found mysteriously murdered in a condition which could only indicate that, to much of Nancy’s disbelief, Freddy Krueger was involved. Consequently, this disbelief is what many would consider, “refusal of the call”, another theme present in the “Departure” category, which occurs when someone refuses to heed the call to adventure. Nancy refused to allow herself to believe what was obvious, because it was difficult to believe. The next theme is named “supernatural aid”, which occurs when a magical helper assists the hero see what the hero was failing to fully acknowledge. In the movie, this theme occurs when Nancy’s mother tells her that she knew all along that Freddy Krueger was responsible for the murders and that the reason all of these deaths were occurring was because all of the parents living in Springwood killed Freddy Krueger when he was a living human being. The next theme included in the “Departure” category of themes, is the “crossing of the first threshold”. This is defined as when the hero crosses into the field of adventure and abandons his or her known limits. This occurs in the movie when Nancy deliberately falls asleep expecting to confront Freddy Krueger. Fully expecting to ascertain some sort of injury resulting from the dream, she asks her friend Glen to awaken her if he sees anything suspicious occur to her body. The final theme that is presented in the category of “Departure,” is the “belly of the whale”. In the movie, I would classify Rod’s death as this occurrence. Since Rod and Nancy were close friends, his death symbolized the likelihood of her own mortality. This is because the “belly of the whale” indicates an event, often dark and frightening, that causes the hero to be willing to undergo a metamorphosis. After Rod’s death, Nancy realizes that she could spend the rest of her life without sleep, or take matters into her own hands.

The next category in which Joseph Campbell lists a set of themes occurring in the “Hero’s Journey”, is titled “initiation.” The first theme that occurs in initiation is the “road of trials.” In this step, the hero undergoes a series of tests before he or she undergoes the transformation. At first, it is likely that the hero will fail at first. To me, this step occurs in the movie when Nancy tries desperately to convince those around her that their dreams are a physical threat. To her distress, she fails to convince her friends. The next step in the initiation category is titled the “meeting with the goddess.” According to Campbell, this is the point where the hero, or central character, experiences a love that has the power and a significance of a mother. Although it is tricky to place an event that occurs in such a grim movie in this theme, the closest relationship that Nancy has with anyone in this movie is her male friend Glen. The next theme in this movie that is placed in the category of “initiation” is the theme of the “woman as the temptress.” In this step, the hero feels revulsion towards his or her own attachment to temptation. In “Nightmare on Elm Street,” I believe this occurs when Nancy’s mother finds out that her daughter is trying to warn all her peers about their physical danger. Nancy’s mother places locks on all the windows and doors so that Nancy can’t leave the house. Although is isn’t explicitly stated, it is evident that Nancy is dealing with a lot of frustration because she is only trying to save people’s lives and her own mother, someone who is well aware of Freddy Krueger’s capabilities, isn’t allowing her to do so. It is implied that Nancy is angry with the cowardice that her mother is exhibiting. This inherently makes her feel angry about the fact that she is her mother’s daughter- someone who could just as easily succumb to her mother’s attempts to stop her. The next theme in the “Hero’s Journey” that occurs in the movie is titled “atonement with the Father.” This step occurs when the central character confronts and is initiated by the one thing that holds the ultimate power in his or her life. Often, this thing is embodied by a male entity. In the movie, Nancy’s father is the person who holds the most power and whose actions ultimately initiate her into the next step of her journey. This happens because Nancy attempts to tell her father, a sheriff who knows about Freddy Krueger and who has the authoritative power to save countless lives from his current antics, but ultimately is shunned with disbelief. This initiates her to her most important realization- that she must personally find some way to put a stop to the murders. “Apotheosis” is the next step in the “Hero’s Journey”. This step occurs when the hero, or central figure, dies metaphorically, or undergoes a period of rest. In this movie, I see it as the part where Nancy devises a plan to take Freddy Krueger out of her dream and into the real physical world, where he is just as mortal as everyone else. I see it as a period of rest because she stops trying to convince everyone else that they’re in danger because she realizes that it’s futile, and devises a strategy to either kill Freddy Krueger or to have him arrested in the physical realm, vindicating her attempts to save everyone’s life. She goes about this by setting her alarm clock to an amount of time sufficient enough for her to physically grab him in the dream, which would cause her to pull him into the real world. Once he’s in the real world, she could prove to her father that he’s still existent and could have him killed or arrested. The next step in the “Hero’s Journey” and the final step in the category of “initiation”, is the “ultimate boon”. This happens when the hero finally achieves the goal that he or she was attempting to throughout the entire story. This happens in the movie when Nancy finally falls asleep and pulls Freddy out of her dream. As she runs throughout her house, away from him, she attempts to scream for help so that her father hears her. Fully aware of the threat that Krueger poses, she sets him on fire using gasoline and a match. When her father finally comes to her rescue, it’s discovered that Krueger, being covered in gasoline and burning, decided to take at least one more life before he reaches a physical demise. He ran up to Nancy’s mother’s room, where Nancy’s mother slept and leapt on top of her, causing them to both burn to death.

The next set of themes in the “Hero’s journey” are classified under “Return”. The first step in this is titled “refusal of the return”. It happens when the hero has to realize that it’s time to return to the real world. This happens, I believe, when Nancy watches her mother burn. She realizes that now she’s going to have to watch her father deal with the guilt of his own prior disbelief, which was a factor in his wife’s death. The next step in this final set of steps is titled the “magic flight”. It’s the point where the hero, once he or she has achieved his or her goal, must metaphorically escape. In other words, he or she must liquefy any remaining risks that the journey itself may have caused. In the movie, it’s the point where Freddy Krueger returns one last time to claim Nancy’s life. However, it’s apparent that he’s physically weaker. Nancy then realizes that his strength, as well as his physical capabilities, is relative to how much a person fears him, which would be different for each individual person. She then tells him that she’s no longer afraid of him, and that she knows his secret. He tries to inflict a stab wound on her, but he fails. Nancy is the first person to know how to stop him, and she’s immune to his harm. The next step in the “Hero’s Journey”, is titled “rescue from without”. This happens when the hero requires assistance returning to the real world, especially if he or she experiences a physical injury as a result of the journey. In the movie, Nancy returns to what can be either the dream world or the real world, depending on one’s interpretation of the movie. In this reality, her friends and mother are still alive. It could be possible that they were all dead only because Nancy’s fear fed Freddy Krueger’s power. Therefore, by no longer believing that he could physically kill someone, she somehow undid the murders that had occurred around her. Seeing her friends and family safe again uplifts Nancy and takes her mind off the perilous events she had previously undergone. Next is the “crossing of the return threshold.” This happens when the hero must carry the wisdom attained throughout the journey and share it with everyone else. This happens in the movie before all of the previously mentioned steps in this category, when Nancy finally proved to her father, with physical evidence, that Freddy Krueger posed a physical threat. The next step in the “Hero’s Journey” is titled “master of two worlds.” In this step, the hero has achieved a balance between the two worlds. In the movie, the ending is a solid representation of this, since, to Nancy, the dream world and the real world have become indivisible. She doesn’t seem to care whether or not the circumstances of the movie’s ending, being that her friends and family are safe, are real or not. The final step in the “Hero’s Journey”, is titled “Freedom to live.” In this final step, the hero is finally free to live his or her life, neither regretting the past nor anticipating the future. This feeling is evident when we see Nancy simply enjoy the company of her friends. If she were anxious at all that she was in any danger, she wouldn’t. If she regretted the past, she wouldn’t have the tenacity to smile.

With so many elements of the Hero’s Journey present in classic horror movies, it’s no surprise that movie studios feel compelled to remake these films. These movies are a representation of many feelings and emotions that we all undergo when we go through an event that causes us to change into more fully realized individuals. The “Hero’s Journey” is one that we could all relate to. It’s one that we undergo constantly.


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