October 30, 2018

Teach me to sin –
In love’s forbidden ways,
For you can make all passion pure;
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.

Alfred Bryan

…history suggests that the human spirit wanders farthest in the silent hours between midnight and dawn. Those dark fruitful hours, seldom recorded, whose secret flowerings breed peace and war, loves and hates, the crowning or uncrowning of heads.

Joan Lindsay
Picnic at Hanging Rock

Menton J. Matthews III

Life is fury, he’d thought. Fury — sexual, oedipal, political, magical, brutal — drives us to our finest heights and coarsest depths. Out of fury comes creation, inspiration, originality, passion, but also violence, pain, pure unafraid destruction, the giving and receiving of blows from which we never recover. The Furies pursue us; Shiva dances his furious dance to create and also to destroy. This is what we are, what we civilize ourselves to disguise — the terrifying human animal in us, the exalted, transcendent, self-destructive, untrammeled lord of creation.

Salman Rushdie

Midnight kiss

October 30, 2018

Feel her icy breath at midnight
turn blood warm
her fangs at your throat –

Bloody & Raw

October 30, 2018

I eat your desire while it is still bloody
& raw.

Ally Ang

Portrait of a Modern Woman

Halloween tomorrow

October 30, 2018