A bizarre yet gripping story, focusing on how one man’s grief, over the death of his mother, his regrets lead to depression and suicidal tendancies.
With a surreal, otherworldly element to the story in the mysterious treatment centre he, in final desperation, admits himself to a therapy centre offering new treatment s.
But when the therapy leaves him in a waking dream, powerless to discern what is reality and unable to contact the outside world, he’s left with two choices; escape, or remain a prisoner of his own grief forever.
The author has really captured the inner torment of both grief and depression in this story which stays with the reader for long after the book has ended.
It’s extremely thought provoking and there are times when as a reader you feel as confused as the main character… Its enjoyable, quite short and not very clear, so don’t expect any loose ends to be tied up by the end but this is just an example of how the human mind and its emotions works.
A much more thorough book than it’s mere 9 chapters implies. Persephone, practicing the art of personal power combines examining the myth of Persephone, ancient Greek history and rituals and encourages the reader to reflect on their own personal journey by resonating with Persephone s tale.
It question s and challenges the reader – is Persephone a victim or a Victor in her tale? Exploring how she overcame her restrictions and transformed from maiden-mother to crone and how the reader can explore that in themselves.
With journal prompts and meditation exercises, the reader can journey into deep self exploration with Persephone as their guide gaining valuable insight into their self beliefs and challenges and how they can overcome them.
In my personal opinion, this is a very deep yet fascinating book that requires a lot of time to fully process and enjoy. It is educational yet self exploratory, not recommended for someone who would just be wanting to know more about the myth but a fantastic aid for those wishing to heal with the help of a goddess by their side.
I’ve been consistently inconsistent with this blog as I’m sure I told you all I would be …. But it’s been a funny few years , ones I hope never to have to repeat ..yet it’s now November 2019 and a change has come about me these past few months… And im more enthusiastic about things.
It’s no coincidence I decided to start blogging again today – after all it’s the witches new year and witchcraft is something that I felt a connection with recently . It s always been there if I’m honest , from a young child growing up in a Christian society I always longed for the days when we worshipped the gods and goddesses, I’ve felt a keen interest in the past and even my own mother says I’m not from this time, I’ve never felt like I fitted in this world, I’ve suffered greatly from depression and bpd and still do and I’ve always felt a void within me – one I never knew how to fill until recently .
It started when my beloved father was dying of cancer , a truly heartwrenching time which I know I ll never recover from , but it was in those terrible dark days I became aware of signs of the spirit with us – from watching him interact with deceased loved ones whilst he was “hallucinating” – I knew there was more to it and I gained comfort from seeing him comforted by them and thankful they were there with him on this journey .
After his death I continued to see signs everywhere, messages he was still here and watching over me and I began to feel a pull towards the spiritual path, Wicca , witchcraft and divination .
For the first time in years I was compelled to consult the tarot cards , something I’d been skilled at when younger yet over time put aside. I began learning all I could about the ways of the witch and slowly my void began to fill .
I learnt the power of manifestation and was surprised that I was able to do it , that I was able to heal myself emotionally and psychically through this….
Yet, I continued to have doubts , I have both psychic and witch friends , they’ve all admitted to me they knew I was a powerful witch upon our first meeting yet didn’t want to tell me because it sounded crazy ! And it does , it really does sound crazy but it also makes a lot of sense …
The thing s I am learning are both new yet strangely familiar and comforting . Attending a ghost Hunt for fun, I discovered I had an affinity with the spirits and was adept at using the crystal pendulum s and dowsing rods …that I could connect to the spirits through them .
It was shocking and sobering but felt natural, it felt right so I’m continuing this journey of spiritual awakening , this healing process and I’m discovering an abundance of motivation that I’ve severely lacked for too long – an energy and enthusiasm .
It’s a powerful time. And today being the witches new year I feel I am making a new start, continuing on the progress I’ve slowly been making, stepping out of the darkness and into the light
Gallant is a handsome man in his thirties with bleached white-blonde hair and sharp, brown eyes. As a talented hairdresser and a fashion conscious individual, Gallant dresses affluently, seemingly favouring silk neck-scarves, his style seemingly inspired by Fred Jones of Scooby Door.
He rocks the Victorian look with modern day sunglasses and isn’t afraid to call it like it is ….trying to rebel against the outposts rules …
He’s revealed to have a hatred , and anger , towards his nanna who doesn’t accept him although she does accept he s gay and has supported him through countless rehabs and three ( failing) salons.
His knowledge and identification with persecuted gays is a very important part of his character and he is willing to martyr himself especially when punished , shouting out the name of his heroes.
He seriously has a fetish for leather and rubber sexually and is an easy target for Michael s manipulation and Rubber Mans sexual advances ( whom he believes are one and the same)
Hes exposed to be needy and in desperate need of love and affection
Just another day in Beverly Hills with heiress Coco St. Pierre Vanderbilt getting her hair, oh so perfectly end pointe by her hairdresser to the stars.
Whilst having one of her many hissy fits at her put upon assistant Mallory, She receives a call from her father in Hong Kong, the apocalypse is about to hit , disbelieving at first , she witnesses the demise of her family and learns there is a plane waiting that daddy had purchased four tickets for at $100 million dollar s each in case of such an eventuality ….The time is now and shes the only one left to take those spaces.
Frantically she calls her husband Brock, Himself aloof to the end of the world, just gobsmacked by the fact that there’s going to be a six-partFree Willy series on TV !
* Is anyone else a bit dissapointed this is not going to happen ? Let’s take a moment here ….*
She darts to the airport telling him to meet her there with her assistant Mallory (Billie Lourd), Gallant (Evan Peters) and his Nanna played by Joan Collins. Brock’s stuck in traffic (“Don’t leave me in Santa Monica” he screams to his wife)
Coco informs him promptly that’s she’s executing that part of their marriage contract where they can see other people, having realised he wont make it in time abd having the extra stress of strange men trying to stop them from boarding the plane.
The plane takes off and the gang witnesses a mushroom cloud on the ground, not to mention their plane is on autopilot.
At least at this part Coco shows some remorse, even if Nana is more concerned about the lack of stewardess and a fruit cup.
They have no idea where they’re heading or where they will end up …..
40 minutes before the bomb, we meet Timothy Campbell (Kyle Allen), who’s just learnt he’s just made into UCLA. Celebration is cut short as they learn of the nuclear war, a team of suited feds — working for The Cooperative — come to collect young Timothy with a SWAT team.
Apparently, he’s got the perfect genetics to survive the impending Apocalypse. ( Learnt by his submission of his DNA to an ancestry website)
*Cue Ancestry DNA conspiracy theorists screaming “I knew it” at their TV screens as end of the world survivorist clamber to get their DNA testing done ” just in case” – as well as me who’s thinking “well that was £70 worth spent ..just in case” *
Timothy is shipped to an underground facility where he meets a fellow teen Emily (Ashley Santos) and they’re both transported to Outpost 3, an underground for rich folk that’s run by Ms. Wilhemina Venable (Sarah Paulson) – the flowers in the attic type authoritarian face of the Cooperative.
Emily and Timothy are dressed in purple, “the color worthy of those who can survive” says Venable. Servants wear grey. Above ground, gas mask soldiers patrol, the perimeter which is completely surrounded in nuclear winter.
Inside Outpost Three Coco, Mr. Gallant, and Evie Gallant have been made “purples” while Mallory wears grey.
Their accommodations are fancy with marble floors, bookcases and walls, yet dark and candle-lit.
Food is sparse, everyone is confined to one piece of vitamin Jello when seated for dinner.
However, Kathy Bates’ Ms. Miriam Mead, the warden and hench woman to Venable smells a rat — someone has been upstairs on the contaminated ground as her Geiger counter reveals.
She hauls two people away to the showers, one of them being Peters’ Gallant. After an intrusive de contamination shower, Mead shoots the gentleman next to Gallant in the head, deciding he is still “contaminated”
Venables in private quarters with Mead, reveals that they’re most important people at the fall out shelter. This is all a ruse and Venable is having a ball torturing the guests at Outpost 3, even the killing of the “contaminated” member was done deliberately… He hadn’t been contaminated at all.
The inhabitants of the outpost are tormented with never-ending Karen Carpenter music, having their meals cut back by Venable and the consistent threat they’ll be shot to death. Venables rules the outpost with her sadistic glee, believing she is untouchable …and maybe she is…
Emily and Timothy meanwhile fall for each other. But as Venable warns earlier, there’s to be no copulation among the guests…. Ask the greys who did if it were a joke …..
Eighteen months of mental and psychical torture, including being fed one of their members
” OMG The Stew is Stu”
However, a brief bit of hope (?) as the perimeters have been breached and someone is making an entrance… And what an entrance …adding to the all over Gothic vibe a horse drawn carriage arrives, reminiscent of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse….
Michael Langdon played by Cody Fern. Whilst out of the ten original outposts that were created, six have fallen … The other three are about to…only outpost three has remained stable . However, There’s another unknown outpost that’s still stable and Michael can choose those who are the most worthy to go on the journey.
“Those that make it live, those that don’t end up like my horses”.
As my blog has evolved , I rarely do product reviews anymore – unless I really really love the product.
And here’s a product I can honestly say I truly love – I mean look, even Dumbledore approves!
I’ve followed Coineagan Designs for quite some time on Facebook now as she creates some wonderful fandom products – and I just can’t resist a fandom. Especially a Harry Potter one .
So, of course I jumped at the chance to be a product tester of the Bertie Botts scented candle !
I literally could smell it before I opened the packaging – bubblegum , which being the Potterhead I am had me envisioning I’d just stepped into Honeydukes in Hogsmeade Village.
I love the fact it has Harry Potter style font on the logo and I can just tell this candle has a serious amount of burn time in it.
The packaging is classy , you can have your Potter fix without it being too garish or obvious and I think this would appeal to a lot of older fans who love the fandom but don’t want it overtaking their home.
I’m not even usually a candle person but this ,well, it actually makes me smile every time I catch a whiff of it .
So, if you haven’t already, I seriously recommend you checking this great little website out !
Iconic American artist, director and producer who was a leading figure in the visual art movement known as pop art ,Andy Warhol was born August 6 1928 and dominated the 1960s. His works explore the relationship between artistic expression, celebrity culture, and advertising that flourished during that period .
Notably an openly gay man before the gay rights movement he began to receive recognition as an influential and controversial artist in the late 50’s after a few gallery exhibitions .
HisNew Yorkstudio,The Factory, became a well-known gathering place that brought together distinguished intellectuals, drag queens, playwrights, Bohemian street people, Hollywood celebrities, and wealthy patrons. He promoted a collection of personalities known as Warhol superstars, and is credited with coining the widely used expression “15 minutes of fame.”
In 1968 he was part of an assassination attempt by radical feminist and paranoid schizophrenic Valerie Solanas after she believed he had purposely stolen her work and had “too much control ” over her life.
“Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there—I always suspected that I was watching TV instead of living life. People sometimes say that the way things happen in movies is unreal, but actually it’s the way things happen in life that’s unreal. The movies make emotions look so strong and real, whereas when things really do happen to you, it’s like watching television—you don’t feel anything. Right when I was being shot and ever since, I knew that I was watching television. The channels switch, but it’s all television.”
He survived the attempt and died in the 80s of pneumonia.
The Pinky Promise/Pinky Swear is already defined as a cult ritual , almost a child-like bond session of keeping promises and secrets but naturally this being AHS its origins are a lot more disturbing.
In this seasons AHS , the pinky game is used to transfer fear from one person to another. It has a slightly threatening presence , you can’t break the promise and Kai taps into the fear of potentially breaking the oath . It also appears to make people admit the truth and feel relief at doing so…… Howeber, this is no child like game and disturbingly the original pinky swear had a rather violent origin.
Originating in Japan, as “yubikiri,” it literally translates to “finger cut off,” as in “if you break this promise I will cut off your finger ”
Even more unnervingly America defined “Pinky” in the 1860 Dictionary of Americanisms as a “very common term in New York, especially among young children,” often accompanied by this sing song chant
Lorraine A Life Less Ordinary 