No one has ever asked "What does Mount Eerie mean?" ...bullshit.
Saturday, July 9, 2016
There is no moon.
There are no words, no words at all in the whole wide world, no words in the entire known and unknown universe, no words in the history of man or the future of man, and I wish I could do more than just say I am so sorry. I am so, so sorry.
If anyone has any questions or additional information about anything I have on this blog or if you just want to say "Hi, I'm reading what you're writing, you're not alone in the wilderness..." PLEASE drop me a line. I need all the help with this I can get!
In which we perform an excavation, a dig into the dirt, run our fingers over these bones, pull organs from the dessicated body like flowers, flowering rivers, THIS ENDLESS AUTOPSY, in an attempt to reconcile, to understand, to align these unknowable constellations, this will be the body, to the ghost, THE RELIC, the coffin and the corpse, from which this spell still issues, which still produces this terrifying magic.