The Fear Inside
There are two bodies — the rudimental and the complete ; corresponding with the two conditions of the worm and the butterfly. What we call “death,” is but the painful metamorphosis. Our present incarnation is progressive, preparatory, temporary. Our future is perfected, ultimate, immortal. The ultimate life is the full design. – Edgar Allen Poe
This Wasn’t Part Of My Expedia Itinerary
The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings...
Silent Hill: The Eeriness Of Silence
How dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge and how much happier that man is who...
The Tyrrany Of The Advancing Red Death
THE “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been...
Eyes Opened To The Horrors Of The Unknown
Living is Easy with Eyes Closed.
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A Question That Sometimes Drives Me Hazy: Am I Or Are The Others Crazy?
Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not...
Don’t Mind The Watcher – He Only Wanted Your Teddy Bear
Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.
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Something Wicked This Way Comes
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes
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The Secrets Kept Hiding In The Dark
There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
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The Evil You Least Expect
The child’s laughter is pure until he first laughs at a clown.
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The Beautiful Taste Of Insanity
My tastes are simple: I am easily satisfied with the best.
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