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a ghost.. a real ghost.. has no need to die.. what is he except a being without access to the universe that he has not yet managed to forget?
~ randall jarrell

i officially talk to myself here in the comments, or to visitors as long as they're not robots..

ghost stories
(blood & butterflies..)

  • these are excerpts from the book toxic & i wrote about our childhood... it's called 'brenda was here'.. let me know what you think/comments? p.s. stories here are non fiction/true. (privately hosted ~ if you're interested in reading this just ask:)

ghost toy catalogue

  • spookytown
    an inventory of toys & collectibles vintage & new including toxic's toys, toxic's library & halloweeniana..

    ~ copyright 2011 all rights reserved
Cherry tree moon
the friendlyghost album ~ welcome to my photo album..
we live in wonderland.. :)
i hope you enjoy me & my guys & kitties, the places we go & things we enjoy..
~ copyright 2008 all rights reserved
cemeteria album ~
remember me as you pass by.. as you are now so once was i.. as i am now so you will be.. prepare for death and follow me..
~ copyright 2008 all rights reserved
100 year old kitty
family tree album ~
this addition to the cemeteria album is especially for my own lost loved ones..
~ copyright 2008 all rights reserved

a POEtry reading...

elliott smith & portland

Elliott's birds
portland haunts album ~
is mr smith haunting portland? come see snaps of elliott smith landmarks & other local spots..
~ copyright 2008 all rights reserved

the library..

things behind the sun (journals)
Amouthfullof razorblades
a mouthfull of razorblades (journals)
ghost at the gate's items Go to ghost at the gate's photostream
january trees album ~
january trees ~ winter shows her bones.. the tree is the psyche, the spirit, the whole self.. our inner world..
~ copyright 2008 all rights reserved
toxic was here ~
vintage socal, birthdays & halloweens..
copyright 2008 all rights reserved
Enter x
halloween mini album ~
~ copyright 2015 all rights reserved
ghost pix album ~ rpg videogame screenshots, lol kitties & all kinds of goodies..

home to oblivion..

  • ok i need a whole section just for elder scrolls~oblivion 'cause i'm playing it and loving it way too much right now.. i am so beautifully lost here living as a vampire & i'm never coming back.
    later ~ 430 hours of gameplay all as a vampire & now i'm stuck in limbo in the deadly glitch.. noooo!!
    update: i'm on the methadone of rpgs for my oblivion withdrawls, it's predecessor morrowind ~ the game of the year edition.. these are now my All-Time favorite rpgs, above all others..
    SKYRIM!! 11/11/11!! DAWNGUARD DLC!!
    & more dlc to come!
    the awful tyranny of the sun shall end..

  • come into oblivion with me & tour my homes.. (note: vampirism has changed my appearance & my invisibility is due to stealth..)

  • so many ways to die..

  • realms of madness..

  • a friend in highcross town..

  • bonus morrowind footage..

  • welcome to skyrim..

m e o w

ghost closet...

haunted home movies..

ghost charity

ghost space

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October 13, 2011


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day 6

much better now ~

it seems snug is also a vampire..

btw ~ i've spent a long lifetime with more kitties than you could count and this is the only time i've ever been bit & it was my fault, not snug's, she's the goodest and never ever causes any trouble. our girl kitties get incredibly upset whenever they see possums & raccoons & strange male kitties outside their window and snug in particular literally meowscreams she gets so distraught, so trying to move her out of the window at such a time was my misjudgment. she attacked my arm so fast, like she thought some animal was touching her. my bad. i forgive her completely..

some of my disneyland haunted mansion footage was used in a recent documentary about theme park attractions..
look for the dvd coming soon here ~

(we are the 999!)


the song for the day is from sea wolf ~

song for the dead

awake without warning
the black of the morning
all shimmery jewels
from the voice of a fool
echoes through the halls
of the building
he built in her place

he'll shake through the winter
and dream of her mister
the picture he drew her
resembled her sister
oh how the wind
can pull you in
or push you away

a comma of silence
relieves all the violence
you've dragged into bed
with the sheets soaking red
it's a glimmer of light
through a prism
let's call it a truce

with your beautiful hair
so displayed on the chair
and your head on the arm
and your legs in the air
and the words dancing out
from your lips
like a sad ballet

now move like a tiger
into the thicket
claws in the dirt
you'll sing like a cricket
song of the mystery
song of the system
song for the guilty
song for the living
song for the dead

you'll move like a tiger
into the thicket
claws in the dirt
you'll sing like a cricket
long for the mystery
long for the system
long for the guilty
long for the living
move like a tiger
into the thicket
claws in the dirt
you'll sing like a cricket
song for the mystery
song for the system
song for the guilty
song for the living
song for the dead
song for the dead
song for...


2 weeks of migraine X
i'm so bloody sick of my pain & sickdays..

lyrics for october ~

black leaf falls ~

it weighs too much this time
my hands are broken
she'll disappear again
before we've spoken
the night we took that year
in black leaf falls
all of the trees were bare
next to the dance hall

her perfume was so
i smell it still
i put her leaf upon
the window sill
i found it there today
its color gone
it's in the water now
it's been too too long

i'll fall asleep tonight
see where they take me
fly with the maple seeds
see if she wakes me

i saw you outside
the bathroom stalls
you were just standing there
out in the hall
you turned your eyes to me
i felt it all
i'd love you anywhere
but black leaf falls
oh black leaf falls

the rose captain ~

this part's for my love of old
how the rose in your heart you hold
still all the water in your wells won't make it grow

oh the call of the nightingale
how i love thee 'neath the ghostly sails
we move like gypsies 'neath the mist and beneath the gloom

oh how the river flows
under the ice and snow
the keeper of the flame
the rose captain knows my name
his perfume breath i breathed
for you my dear, my love will never leave

this part's for my love of new
how the bulbs in my heart are true
they send their shoots through my fingers into your bones

oh the call of the collared dove
how i long to be your one true love
we'll move like gypsies 'neath the stars and beneath the moon

oh how the river flows
under the ice and snow
the keeper of the flame
the rose captain knows our names
his perfume breath we breathed
for you my dear, my love will never leave

oh the rose captain knows
knows our names
oh the rose captain knows
he knows our names..


more sea wolf ~

winter windows ~

there is a man inside a room
in the forest
he sits alone upon the chair
his father left him
in the dark, in the dark,
in the dark with the radio on

the voice crackles when it says
that god will save you
he will take you from
the lonely life you're living
if you give, if you give,
if you give up on what you want

the man stands and pours himself
another bourbon
he stops and watches the birds
through the winter windows
and the light, and the light
from the morning dew

"i thought i love you
and our love would be forever
how could i hit you,
the only one who ever loved me?"
said the man, said the man
to his shadow

as a boy he was taught
he was the bad one
one the good, he the other,
the protector
he will walk, he will walk,
he will walk into the river

sixty years held down
by his brother
ten years with the ghost
of his father
and five years since he spoke,
since he spoke to his only son

this is the world,
this is the world we live in
it's not the one i choose
but it's the one we're given
this is the world,
this is the world we live in
and it's through winter windows
that ends become beginnings

you're a wolf ~

i’m walkin' on southern stream,
get to the river ‘fore i run too low
i’m walkin' on southern stream,
get to the river ‘fore i run too low

old gypsy woman spoke to me,
lips stained red from a bottle of wine
old gypsy woman spoke to me,
lips stained red from a bottle of wine
“the one that you are looking for,
you’re not gonna find her here.”
“the one that you are looking for,
you’re not gonna find her here, here.”

i’m runnin' on northeast stream,
get to the ocean ‘fore i run too low
i’m runnin' on northeast stream,
get to the ocean ‘fore i run too low
get to the ocean 'fore i run too low

old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
“you’re a wolf, boy,
get out of this town.”
old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
“you’re a wolf, boy,
get out of this town.”
“you’re a wolf, boy,
get out of this town.”
“you’re a wolf, boy,
get out of this town.”
“you’re a wolf!”
“you’re a wolf!”
“you’re a wolf!”
“you’re a wolf!”


Hi ghost! I thought I just posted a comment, but maybe it disappeared. I've been looking for you and I've missed you. I came across an envelope with your address on it yesterday and today being Holloween, I thought I'd look for you as I have many times in the past few years. Today I found you! So glad. Happy Holloween and BOO!


i'm so happy to find your post, i was sure no one would come back to my gloomy little blog, and i missed you and thought of you many times :)
i even have a photo in my cemeteria album now in your honor ~
(my finest orb yet, mind you.. sparkley even?)

times are tough so i came back around to run some ebay auctions & thought the blog deserved a little attention..

how are you? are you teaching? still in therapy?
is your son going to play skyrim/the new elder scrolls? & what about that mars lander?? hehe..

well, thanks for brightening my halloween..
i'll be back by again, more auctions to run..

for now..

some lyrics for halloween ~

leaves in the river ~

i met a girl on halloween
well she was lost and i was drunk
and it was dark and cold out
when we left
and as we walked the rain started
the leaves softened with every step
and all around us people slept alone with their dreams
the wind came down
from off the plains
and blew the leaves
all through the streets
i wondered how far
leaves could really fly
would they rest in subarb yards
or make it to the city
or would they end up in the river just to float away?
she pointed to a small brick house
and said it was where she grew up
the lights were out, she asked if we could stop for awhile
her hair was still just getting wet
the water running down her neck
collecting in the handprint in cement beneath her feet
apparently there'd been a death
someone close
had nothing left
because she hadn't left him in the end
i saw her blush when i asked
if she always talked like that
she said it only happened
when she drank
and later on i felt her hand
slipping into my cold fist
she promised me a kiss
as soon as we got home
her costume had begun to tear
she ran ahead and turned to me
her laughter echoed through the empty streets..

the cold, the dark & the silence ~

don't you lie, don't lie to me
that you're not afraid, my love
i know you well enough to know
you can't be alone

if you were to roll,
to roll down your window
you'd find the wind, the ice, the trees
that sway like skeletons outside

please don't fight, don't fight with me
and fold your arms like it's the end
can you smell the sweetness of the soil and snow in the wind?

so we're lost, we're lost out here on the plains, my love
it's only wind and ice and trees that wave from above

don't lie
don't cry
it's over
it's only the leaves, the trees
i'll never leave you alone
in this car
in the dark
with the air getting so much colder
it's so clear outside here in the moonlit winter air

but when the cold, the dark, and the silence come
it's like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs

when the cold, the dark, and the silence come
it's like a sudden rush of water
it's like a sudden rush of water
it's like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs

the cold, the dark and the silence
the cold, the dark and the silence
the cold, the dark and the silence
the cold, the dark and the silence
the cold, the dark and the silence
the cold, the dark and the silence...

merry hallowe'en!

p.s. click me!

yay! ray bradbury's 'the halloween tree' is on boomerang!!!


I'm such a spaz. This is the second time I deleted my own message.

Ghost, I am so friggin happy to find you! And on Haloween? I can't believe it - so fitting.

I am doing alright. Yes, I am teaching and its going well (excluding the vitriol in the media surrounding the "profession")

Thank you so much for the special honor in the cemetaria. I went right to K and told her about you and my special tribute and man did she love it. Yeah, I still see K. Love her. Hate therapy, but I am slowly (ever so slowly) getting "better". There s no "cure" as you are aware. Anyway, K was very pleased to hear that you are posting and so am I. I looked for you SO many times.

Please post some more and tell me about your health and what you have been occupying your time with.

Dan sounds great. I'm just sorry he can't get work, but I guess that is going to be the way it is for some time.

I went to Zuccotti park a couple of times and it was a great scene. No kidding, I passed Susan Serrandon(sp?) and then sang "if I hand a hammer" all in the first 5 minutes of being there. God I hope something comes of it.

Shane is off at college (stonybrook), so I have no idea what he is doing. Correction: he is having a lot of fun, but otherwise I am clueless. I'm just glad he is happy and seems, like Dan, to be a decent person.

I still have the large gumby you sent me and I use it in class whenever I can fit it into a demo. Last week gumby was walking all over the globe and some kid asked me "what IS that?" I was crushed, especially since I couldn't really formulate an answer!

Well, I don't know if I wrote anythng worth reading but I hope you post again soon. I'll try to think up something interesting in the meantime.
Your long lost friend,


em ~ ;)
hi again!
globetrekking gumby?! hehe..
i'm tickled to hear he's getting out & about, even if he's mystifying posterity..
& shane's now at stony brook? that's great ~ dan won't take on a student loan, he's just exasperated with the system at this point, rants at length, can't even get a job stocking shelves or flipping burgers, if he weren't
such a reclusive vampire like me he'd be out at the occupy portland campsite raising hell. with me sick half the time we're 3 adults in a one income household, just making it from payday to payday. although at least we are not underwater like so many, we have equity in the house & have no credit or car payments to deal with, we made sure of that. but it sucks being so broke, hope things take a turn for the better soon..

my health is a depressing subject, my challenges are eating, sleeping, breathing.. haha. my insides are a nightmare no matter how much meds i take. they'd have me on more, too, but i still avoid the dr/cardiologist. i can't afford all the tests they want to do to me, & my b.p. is so low there's risks to them too. my heart meds
lower it even further, plus they'd like me on additional beta-blockers as well, but once you start on these things you're committed for life, & i'm trying to salvage what quality of life i still have, slim as it is.
i wake up feeling like i can't breathe, scares the hell out of me. anyway, like i said, it's too depressing.
2010 was the worst. check out last year's halloween family picture ~
i'm white as a.. um. what's the word i'm looking for? .. sheet? ..sourcream.. no.. well anyway i'm perniciously pale compared to the guys, and they aren't exactly what i'd call

so dan & i still fully immerse ourselves in rpgs, i create artstuff, look after stray & feral neighborhood kitties, & bdhp & i share a love of photography as you can tell by the glut of photos everywhere. basically if it holds still, one of us takes a picture of it. trees, waterfalls, cemeteries, collectibles, when i updated the blog i dumped tons of new images into old posts, they're sprinkled everywhere. sadly i've missed most of the toy expo shows we used to go to regularly, due to either illness or broke-ness. but toxic has found joy lately in collecting old golden magazines from the 60's like her big sister used to read to her.
dan & i are both ocd and going stir crazy, so we've used this empty time organizing basically everything organizable, there's a lot since i've been collecting for so long. right now i've been selling collectible cards on ebay,
but the market is so soft. my last auctions all sold though, so i keep trying.

so you're still seeing k & doing therapy then? i miss being able to talk to someone that way. but i guess in ways i have to say i've done better in seclusion than i did back in my therapy days. maybe it just stirs up too much for me? (you've heard of 'gentle dental'? i need gentle mental..) glad to hear you feeling better.. and thanks for looking for me. i'm sorry for disappearing, i've done that before when i just became too overwhelmed with life.

come around anytime, i may not have much new to post, but i'm interested in what's going on with you..
you got halloween snow, huh? & how about that earthquake?!

take care,


they just lit the nose! (updated)

now it feels xmasy!
& i need a good present ~
done. now where's Our snow?

p.s. vintage holiday goodies ~


I've been m.i.a. because, well you know the for a spell, antisocial, etc...
So your health has been pretty umm... demanding! I'm sorry ghost. But I'm glad you told me so I know.

You are right about that photo of you - you do look ghostly. But, in all fairness, other photos you look great!I loved the photos of portland. I feel like I don't need to visit portland because I've seen it all now. Really great album, I loved it. YOur photo tour should be titled "Funky Portland" since you got all the important funky spots except (and you must forgive me) where are the bikes? So I'm writting this post thinking that i'd like to write something more personal but I don't want the whole world to read and now I look up above and you have facebook (don't belong) and other stuff. I think I'll check that out. I love your site but I always edit myself here because...well you never know.
I haven't checked out your last 2 links but I will. Hope to talk to you over the holidays because they suck usually, but its nice to talk to someone, well, I guess who I see as in "my tribe" if you can call us that. Best ghost, em.


em (a*k*a gf the sq?)

yeah, the holidays get pretty sucky especially in these hard financial times. we literally had our thanksgiving the sunday after due to low funds.. not fun trying to find a turkey on black friday! i can't believe i went out in that!! i getchya w/ the antisocial times, i'm the most agoraphobic i've ever been these days.. just can't handle all the h8rs in the world. i'm glad you like the portland album, it's definitely funky here, yeah i only have the ghost bike in there, huh? bikes are everywhere here, they make cool bike paths all through everywhere & i don't know how i've missed them in photos.. sadly my poor bike sits in the garage covered in dust..
i've really felt like hell physically & mentally for a while now so i hardly get to go out like i used to.
i'm so stressed just trying to eat that it's ridiculous, i have this rosacea thing too (the curse of the celts) that just makes me want to hide away.. medically there's so many things all tangled together that it's hard to figure out, i've been at the end of my rope lately, considered even talking to someone again, but you know.. don't want to waste my energy/self/$ on another pill-pusher.. or worse, on someone who knows less than i do at this point. if licia couldn't help me, i doubt there's anyone else that could.
i read her blog ~
she's gone the path of contemporary psychoanalysis, which from my reading seems right on target.. good for her.

as for facebook, i don't have facebook, but they seem to have me.. i don't do any of that social media stuff, i was invited to linkedin, so they list me too, but i kinda avoid all that stuff.. this is my only little spot left on teh internets other than gumbyland. (hint: there's a tiny little email link there if you ever want to use it ;)
well, back to the ghastly trenches..

p.s. from toxic ~


there's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going
there's no knowing where we're rowing
or which way the river's flowing..
is it raining?
is it snowing?
is a hurricane a blowing?
not a speck of light is showing
so the danger must be growing.
are the fires of hell a glowing?
is the grisly reaper mowing?
yes ~ the danger must be growing
for the rowers keep on rowing..
and they're certainly not showing
any signs that they are slowing..



midwinter solstice ~
the darkest hour
the longest night
the celts say the sun is born again
& turns darkness into light..
i hope so.

on a completely different note ~
my email as of late:
(vampire spam? really?)



beware, bad children ~
krampus will catch you and
turn your soul to dust..

~ toxic

my xmas gift this year was getting my cemeteria book into print ~
~ ghost


"i wonder if i've been changed in the night? let me think: was i the same when i got up this morning? i almost think i can remember feeling a little different.."

happy friday the 13th ~
yesterday bdhp & me celebrated our silver anniversary (over pasta..)
we're truly ancient now.

in my dreams i kept explaining to people how much my head hurt, & i woke up with migraine alice, (my painful alphabet starting over yet again..) also woke up with these very disconcerting brain zaps i sometimes get, like snapping noises/sensations in my head? i don't know why i get them but i don't like them. partly why i hated ssri trials many moons ago, electrical sounds in my brain, yeah i was really gonna go tell my psych about those.. (now it's a widely known symptom.)
we're on a sad watch right now, bdhp's younger brother has had 2 separate series of damaging strokes, they've done 2 brain surgeries but can't help him. he can't swallow or see out of one eye & lies in a semi-conscious state now & it's looking pretty grave.
what a nightmare.
poor bdhp has no family left.

ebay sux now, btw. ebay & paypal withhold your funds & nickel & dime you to death. i miss the old days. also frustrating here at typepad, i put perfectly crisp clear photos into my albums, then typepad reduces the size & resolution way down. grr.

i'm feeling shakey today. & cold.
b.p. drops. ice patches outside.
sunday snow forecast.
my snowcave has come for me..
well whatever 2012 portends,
we'll see you on the other side.

ghost & toxic

p.s. doing the math ~ if i'm not mistaken, i'm 4 yrs sober & no si now? however brutal it may be, evidently isolation suits me..

old kitty ~

one last kitty ~


another halloween has come & gone..

holy branches/radical face

when you were young
you'd bite your tongue
calm, always did what you were told
never ran your mouth
lived life on tiptoes
only felt peace if by yourself
where mistakes don't count
there's a hole in your chest
from the time that you were born
one that don't get filled
cause you've always known
you're nothing they want..
but everybody's bones are just
holy branches
cast from trees
to cut patterns in the world
& in time we find some shelter,
spill our leaves
& then sleep in the earth
& when there we'll belong
'cause the earth don't give a damn
if you're lost..
now i live alone
i work in the belly of machines
wring my soot black hands
& i don't sleep much
the days don't feel different
from the nights
with no goals in mind
there's a hole in my chest
from the time i walked away
one i fill with sweat
'cause now i know
i'm nothing they want
but everybody's bones are just
holy branches
ride the breeze
to cut patterns in the earth
& in time we find some shelter,
spill our seeds
& then wait for our turns
but for now we're adrift
on the winds of discontent
trying to carve our place
all in hopes we'll be
something they want..
but i'm not holding my breath..

trace your fingers down my spine
make your home behind my eyes
line my skull with harmless lies
i'll bide my time until i'm something they want.


the mute/radical face

well as a child i mostly spoke
inside my head
i had conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead
and they thought me broken
that my tongue was coated lead
but i just couldn't make my words make sense to them
if you only listen with your ears
i can't get in
& i spent my evenings pulling stars
out of the sky
& i'd arrange them on the lawn
where i would lie
& in the wind i'd taste
the dreams of distant lives
& i would dress myself up in them
through the night
while my folks would sleep
in seperate beds & wonder why
& through them days i was a ghost atop my chair
my dad considered me a cross
he had to bear
& in my head i'd sing apologies
& stare
as my mom would hang
the clothes across the line
& she would try to keep
the empty from her eyes
so then one afternoon
i dressed myself alone
i packed my pillow case with
everything i owned
& in my head i said 'goodbye'
then i was gone
& i set out on the heels
of the unknown
so my folks could have a new life
of their own
& then maybe i could find someone who can hear the only words that i know..


we all go the same/radical face

some of us will be revered
& some forgotten
some of us will sleep
out in the rain
some of us will die lonely
& others in grace & warmth
but in the end
we all go the same..

some of us will be worn down
with time
& others will be famous
in their days
some of us will be dreamers
while others just fade away
but in the end
we all leave the same..

some of us will take
everything we can
while others will just
give it all away
some of us will be beaten
while others refuse to bend
but in the end
we all go the same..

& you will live your life
full of fear
& i will live mine
wishing you were near
& you will pray
to be stronger
& i won't pray at all
but either way
we're both gonna fall..

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lost & found toys

cat girl

  • xx xx xx be wild.. xx xx xx

a handful of applecores a mouthful of razorblades

  • i am friendly ~ but i have edges..
  • seeing is deceiving..
  • $@x!^&*#%!/
  • love bites.
  • life sucks.
  • "but i don't want to go among mad people" Alice remarked.
    "oh, you can't help that," said the Cat:
    "we're all mad here.
    i'm mad. you're mad."
    "how do you know i'm mad?" said Alice.
    "you must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
    Alice didn't think that proved it at all;
    however, she went on "and how do you know that you're mad?"
    "to begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. you grant that?"
    "i suppose so," said Alice.
    "well, then," the Cat went on, "you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased.
    Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.."
  • but why is the rum gone?!
  • ***triggering!! don't look!!!*** (you looked..)
  • beezorch daddy-o! go! kitty, go!
  • ffft! hiss! spit! rah! kill! maim!
  • crank up your speakers!!


  • by Edgar Allan Poe

    The skies they were ashen and sober;
    The leaves they were crisped and sere-
    The leaves they were withering and sere;
    It was night in the lonesome October
    Of my most immemorial year;
    It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
    In the misty mid region of Weir-
    It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
    In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.

    Here once, through an alley Titanic,
    Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul-
    Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
    These were days when my heart was volcanic
    As the scoriac rivers that roll-
    As the lavas that restlessly roll
    Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
    In the ultimate climes of the pole-
    That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
    In the realms of the boreal pole.

    Our talk had been serious and sober,
    But our thoughts they were palsied and sere-
    Our memories were treacherous and sere-
    For we knew not the month was October,
    And we marked not the night of the year-
    (Ah, night of all nights in the year!)
    We noted not the dim lake of Auber-
    (Though once we had journeyed down here),
    Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
    Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.

    And now, as the night was senescent,
    And star-dials pointed to morn-
    As the star-dials hinted of morn-
    At the end of our path a liquescent
    And nebulous lustre was born,
    Out of which a miraculous crescent
    Arose with a duplicate horn-
    Astarte's bediamonded crescent
    Distinct with its duplicate horn.

    And I said–"She is warmer than Dian:
    She rolls through an ether of sighs-
    She revels in a region of sighs:
    She has seen that the tears are not dry on
    These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
    And has come past the stars of the Lion,
    To point us the path to the skies-
    To the Lethean peace of the skies-
    Come up, in despite of the Lion,
    To shine on us with her bright eyes-
    Come up through the lair of the Lion,
    With love in her luminous eyes."

    But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
    Said–"Sadly this star I mistrust-
    Her pallor I strangely mistrust:-
    Oh, hasten!–oh, let us not linger!
    Oh, fly!–let us fly!–for we must."
    In terror she spoke, letting sink her
    Wings until they trailed in the dust-
    In agony sobbed, letting sink her
    Plumes till they trailed in the dust-
    Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.

    I replied–"This is nothing but dreaming:
    Let us on by this tremulous light!
    Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
    Its Sybilic splendor is beaming
    With Hope and in Beauty to-night:-
    See!–it flickers up the sky through the night!
    Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
    And be sure it will lead us aright-
    We safely may trust to a gleaming
    That cannot but guide us aright,
    Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."

    Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
    And tempted her out of her gloom-
    And conquered her scruples and gloom;
    And we passed to the end of the vista,
    But were stopped by the door of a tomb-
    By the door of a legended tomb;
    And I said–"What is written, sweet sister,
    On the door of this legended tomb?"
    She replied–"Ulalume–Ulalume-
    'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"

    Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
    As the leaves that were crisped and sere-
    As the leaves that were withering and sere-
    And I cried–"It was surely October
    On this very night of last year
    That I journeyed–I journeyed down here-
    That I brought a dread burden down here-
    On this night of all nights in the year,
    Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
    Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber-
    This misty mid region of Weir-
    Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
    This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."

    Said we then, the two then,
    "Ah, can it have been
    That the woodlandish ghouls,
    The pitiful, the merciful ghouls,
    To bar up our way and to ban it
    From the secret that lies in these wolds,
    From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds,
    Have drawn up the spectre of a planet
    From the limbo of lunary souls,
    This sinfully scintillant planet
    From the Hell of the planetary souls..."

little friends..

back in the day ~
back when i was still a snowballinhell, including tabitha's kittens & little daniel..
copyright 2008 all rights reserved

friendlyghost fun & games!!

ghost movie picks..

  • not necessarily in this order:
    1 Dead Man
    2 Notorious
    3 Bringing Up Baby
    4 It’s a Wonderful Life
    5 A.I.
    6 Pink Floyd/The Wall
    7 The City of Lost Children
    8 Orphans (Matthew Modine)
    9 The Effect of Gamma Rays on 
    Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds
    10 The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
    11 The Curse of the Cat People
    12 Pirates of the Caribbean 1, 2 & 3 
    13 Jan Svankmejer’s Alice
    14 Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
    15 Sybil
    16 Edward Scissorhands
    17 The Nightmare Before Christmas
    18 A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
    19 An Angel at My Table
    20 Rear Window
    21 The Wizard of Oz
    22 Oliver!
    23 King Kong (original)
    24 Navigator: A Medieval Odyssey
    25 Titus
    26 The Swimmer
    27 Monty Python & the Holy Grail
    28 Sergeant York
    29 A Streetcar Named Desire
    30 The Little Princess  (original)
    31 Immortal Beloved
    32 Life & Death
    33 The Little Fugitive
    34 Willy Wonka (both)
    35 Endless Summer
    36 Dead Poets Society
    37 Silence of the Lambs
    38 Instinct
    39 Sleepy Hollow
    40 Pollock
    41 Days of Wine & Roses
    42 Something Wicked This Way 
    43 James & the Giant Peach
    44 Lemony Snickett’s Series of 
    Unfortunate Events 
    45 The Shining (original)
    46 Harold & Maude
    47 Psycho
    48 The Road to Utopia (& others!)
    49 Monkey Business (Cary Grant)
    50 North By Northwest
    51 Spider Baby
    52 Golden Earrings
    53 The Miracle Worker
    54 The Neverending Story
    55 A Clockwork Orange
    56 Clash of the Titans
    57 The Outsiders
    58 Benny &Joon
    59 The Whisperers
    60 Angela’s Ashes
    61 Willow
    62 Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein
    63 Polyester
    64 Scrooged
    65 Groundhog Day
    66 PeeWee’s Big Adventure
    67 The African Queen
    68 Victor/Victoria
    69 The Others
    70 From Hell
    71 Dreamchild
    72 The Paleface
    73 Another Woman
    74 Warlock
    75 Fanny & Alexander
    76 One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
    77 Duel
    78 A Girl Named Sooner
    79 A Christmas Story
    80 Return to Oz
    81 Harry Potter (movies)
    82 Van Helsing 
    83 Don’t Look in the Basement
    84 Toy Story
    85 The Court Jester
    86 Murder, He Says
    87 Indiscreet
    88 Creepshow
    89 Mr Smith Goes to Washington
    90 Harvey
    91 Brainstorm
    92 Ed Wood
    93 Defending Your Life
    94 The Bells of St. Mary’s
    95 Going My Way
    96 This Property is Condemned
    97 Rebel Without a Cause
    98 Labyrinth
    99 Jabberwocky
    100 Cheech & Chong’s Nice Dreams
    101 Gone With the Wind
    102 6th Sense
    103 To Kill a Mockingbird
    104 Troll
    105 Small Soldiers
    106 Jumanji
    107 Mrs. Doubtfire
    108 Gaslight
    109 Take the Money and Run
    110 The Old Man and the Sea
    111 Hocus Pocus
    112 Witches
    113 Casablanca
    114 What About Bob
    115 The Godfather
    116 The Deer Hunter
    117 Raiders of the Lost Ark
    118 Greystoke: Legend of Tarzan
    119 Monty Python’s Meaning of Life 
    120 Eraserhead
    121 Arsenic & Old Lace
    122 Motel Hell
    123 Dial M for Murder
    124 The Other
    125 The Chronicles of Narnia
    126 Napoleon Dynamite
    127 SOB
    128 The Secret Garden
    129 Apocalypse Now
    130 Hide & Seek
    131 Eternal Sunshine Spotless Mind
    132 The Abandoned
    133 Pan's Labyrinth
    134 Kafka
    135 One Hour Photo
    136 Jack the Bear
    137 Fur: Diane Arbus
    138 Unforgiven
    139 Dances With Wolves
    140 Alice in Wonderland 2010
    141 True Grit (2010)
    142 The Wolfman (original & new)
    143 Universal Monsters (originals)
    144 The Road
    145 The Woman in Black
    146 Don't Be Afraid of the Dark
    147 Dark Shadows
    148 The Yellow Wallpaper
    149 Paranorman
    150 The Hobbit (all)
    151 Frankenweenie
    152 Oz the Great & Powerful
    153 The Raven 2012
    154 Snow White & the Huntsman
    155 The Elephant Man
    156 Hugo
    157 Rabbit-Proof Fence
    158 Mama
    159 My Side of the Mountain 1969
    160 Maleficent
    161 God Bless Ozzy (bio)
    162 The Book Thief
    163 Wakefield
    Gumby Adventures (original & new)
    The Twilight Zone episodes (original)
    The Outer Limits (original)
    The Night Gallery
    Davey & Goliath
    Mr Rogers Neighborhood
    Sesame Street (pre elmo!)
    Little House on the Prairie
    Monty Python’s Flying Circus
    Mystery Science Theater 3000
    Good Neighbors
    The Rockford Files
    Fawlty Towers
    Ripping Yarns
    Metamorphosis (play) 
    The Glass Menegerie(play)
    Death of a Salesman(play)
    Absurd Person Singular(play)
    I, Claudius (miniseries)
    The Chronicles of Narnia (miniseries)
    Merlin (miniseries)
    The Snowman (animated)
    The Selfish Giant (animated)
    Prokofiev's Peter & the Wolf 2006
    Secret of Kells (animated)
    Yellow Submarine (animated)
    Watership Down (animated)
    Peter Rabbit & Friends (animated)
    Frog & Toad (animated)
    Dr Seuss (animated shows)
    Kroft shows (Land of the Lost, etc…)
    Peanuts (animated shows)
    Felix the Cat (animated cartoons)
    The Oblongs (animated)
    The Addams Family (original series)
    The Munsters (original series)
    The Phantom Creeps (serial)
    Bill & Coo (live bird show)
    The Sopranos (series)
    Biggest Loser (series)
    All Rankin/Bass shows (Mad Monster
    Party, Daydreamer etc)
    Little Rascals/Our Gang comedies 
    Deadwood (series)
    Secrets of the Dead (series)
    Mantracker (series)
    Dual Survival (original series)
    Estate of Panic (series)
    Criminal Minds (series)
    Two Fat Ladies (series)
    History Detectives (series)
    Oregon Field Guide (series)
    Once Upon a Time (both series)
    Oddities (series)
    Odd Folks Home (series)
    The Incredible Dr Pol (series)
    Colbert Report (series)
    Bates Motel (series)
    Hannibal (series)
    Longmire (series)
    Treehouse Masters (series)
    The Blacklist (series)
    Life Below Zero (series)
    Sleepy Hollow (series)
    Dracula (series)
    Portlandia (series)
    The Walking Dead (series)
    Breaking Bad (series)
    Alaska: the Last Frontier (series)
    American Horror Story (series)
    Salem (series)
    Penny Dreadful (series)
    Chronicles of Lizzie Borden (series)
    Grimm (series)
    Fear of the Walking Dead (series)
    The Killing (series)
    The Fall (series)


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