17 September 2020

Currently Reading: Supernatural Horror in Literature

 

 
Supernatural Horror in Literature
H.P. Lovecraft
(Introduction, 2nd paragraph)
 
 'The appeal of the spectrally macabre is generally narrow because it demands from the reader a certain degree of imagination and a capacity for detachment from every-day life. Relatively few are free enough from the spell of the daily routine to respond to rappings from outside, and tales of ordinary feelings and events, or of common sentimental distortions of such feelings and events, will always take first place in the taste of the majority; rightly, perhaps, since of course these ordinary matters make up the greater part of human experience. But the sensitive are always with us, and sometimes a curious streak of fancy invades an obscure corner of the very hardest head; so that no amount of rationalisation, reform, or Freudian analysis can quite annul the thrill of the chimney-corner whisper or the lonely wood. There is here involved a psychological pattern or tradition as real and as deeply grounded in mental experience as any other pattern or tradition of mankind; coeval with the religious feeling and closely related to many aspects of it, and too much a part of our inmost biological heritage to lose keen potency over a very important, though not numerically great, minority of our species.'
 

 
Words that sing to me.
Whispered from beneath floorboards.
 
 


 

09 September 2020

Song of Inspiration: Iron Maiden - The Lonliness of the Long-Distance Runner

Simply apply this song to anything you desire that will not be achieved quickly or easily and know that Maiden sings for thee...\m/


The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner
Iron Maiden

Tough on the track,
With the wind,
And the rain that's beating down on your back.
Your heart's beating loud
And goes on getting louder
And goes on even more till the sound
Is ringing in your head,
With every step you tread,
And every breath you take,
Determination makes

You run,
Never stop,
Gotta win, gotta run till you drop,
Keep the pace,
Hold the race,
Your mind is getting clearer,
You're over halfway there but the miles
That never seem to end
As if you're in a dream,
Not getting anywhere.
It seems so futile.

Run, on and on,
Run, on and on,
The loneliness of the long distance runner.


I've got to keep running the course,
I've got to keep running and win at all costs,
I've got to keep going, be strong,
Must be so determined and push myself on.

Run over stiles, across fields,
Turn to look at who's on your heels,
Way ahead of the field,
The line is getting nearer but do
You want the glory that goes,
You reach the final stretch,
Ideals are just a trace,
You feel like throwing the race,
It's all so futile.

Run, on and on,
Run, on and on,
The loneliness of the long distance runner.
 

 

Eddie...For The Win!

08 September 2020

PF: From Horses to Hogs

A successful scouting trip left us with much to ponder.

Good vibes from an unexpected place.

The road is long my friend.


 Episode IV: A New Home...?