New place to grab me…

It’s just me telling you that I have a Covenspace  and you can get me there too.  I know I am the only one without a myspace, but this is just better.

The Renfield Movement

The Renfield Movement  is what I have been calling my essay (some would say my manifesto). And I guess it’s time I started to explain it.  Pretty much everybody around the hcvp headquarters knows what I am getting at, we see it every day on the city streets and in the media.  Now I know this is not going to be a popular idea, or at lest I should say not a positive one. What I am meaning when I say the Renfield Movement, is the fact that Vampirism has become a religion.  Not the act of vampirism (though one could say it has but that is another conversation in itself) but the fact the media has turned the idea of the vampire into a god.  Alot of “lifestylers” have bought into the media’s fictional iconic vampire and mixing it with paganism have created a religion based on the vampire. Therefore more and more people in the last 35 years have become part of the Renfield Movement.    This is my thesis, and the main point to my essay.  I will be talking more about this over time.

– Salamandergrey

From Ardeth Blood’s Blog

 

The Call of Cthulhu

 

• Jan. 31st, 2007 at 12:19 AM

 

“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents”
– H. P. Lovecraft

As a member of the Sponge Historians, and a Lovecraftian-DarkPagan, I find myself coming back to this line lately. My dreams have been wild with creatures and totems as of late, which pulled a very serious if not creepy conversation with a close male friend. He is one of the few people I can have open honest talks with -without sounding crazy. I am now at a point in my spiritual studies where I feel the need to devote completeness to one path. And teetering on the edge of the Lovecraftian views I am finding it deeper at the moment then I am ready for. I guess this comes down to Faith and how much is enough?

A post from Ardeth’s lj- Bewitched and Dirty

LaOuija stories from 253

My pets, I was going through some out diaries, and came across something I wanted to share. Back in 1999, a group of us were sitting together in our basement one afternoon with our board. “Cordy” made the mistake of saying how cold it was. There was an electric heater a few feet away. It came on suddenly on its own. We all thought it was on a timer, but when I went to turn it off, I saw it wasn’t even plugged in. We as a collective screamed and ran out of the room. Just one of the many things that happened to your favourite ghoul next door while living in a very real haunted house