Day ruined by a dream.

The Dead Mother, by Edvard Munch, has a particularly haunting reputation. Previous owners report the eyes of the child following them and the sound of whispers and rustling sheets coming from the painting. Sometimes the girl even disappears from the canvas altogether... 👻 #PhantomsFriday

Cinema screenings of Seinfeld with live slap bass.

The problem with making electronic music is that all basslines sound ridiculous after hearing them a thousand times.

REACHING THE SUN VOL. 2 34 more minutes of consciousness, art, astronomy and magic! Listen on MW Music: music.markuswidegren.se/album-reaching-the-sun-vol-2 Listen (and buy?) on Bandcamp: markuswidegren.bandcamp.com/album/reaching-the-sun-vol-2

We will know the Kali Yuga is over when the saxophone retakes its natural place at the heart of pop music.

Submissions are open for November’s theme and guest editor @ccohanlon.bsky.social awaits your contributions:: JOURNEYS_ horizontal vertical inside outside beyond begone __SENDx burninghousepress.com/2025/11/01/n...

I managed to make tofu that was too rich.

Book mail. Next month look for an excellent essay about this, Ava Kavan's first collection under her chosen pen name, at @minorliteratures.bsky.social Three pages into reading the submission I had to stop and search out a copy for myself!

Every path of knowledge traced back to its route dissolves into mystery.

I've finally started to write my paranormal non-fiction book. I would very much like this project to completely devour me.

A free book. Because we were moved to make it. A confederacy of weirdos. An homage to Ligotti. An encrimsoning.

Philosophers make some wild leaps with their comparisons. Just read JJC Smart saying that the existence of self-flying airplanes means teleology contains no mystery. I often wonder if I'm missing something.

Alien Earth should have been a limited series. He should have followed the Fargo model basically.

I bloody love Chewier by Ozric Tentacles. More is more. It's an incredible production job too, to mix eight million parts together like that. cleopatrarecords.bandcamp.com/track/chewier

It's Bandcamp Friday so here's a dreamy thing from what is apparently nearly ten years ago. timedog.bandcamp.com/track/early-...

There was a cat on here playing ambient the other day, so I thought I'd showcase a short part of Mooncat's new Works for Organ.

What an incredible resource. Robert Kuhn has collated a comprehensive and up-to-date list of the theories of consciousness. Over 300. The expansion of theories, rather than a reduction occurring in the light of scientific progress, is interesting in itself. loc.closertotruth.com

“The hand of an over-electrified person, placed on a plate gives a very remarkable impression of the electrified cutaneous surface” — one of the many remarkable attempts to capture “vital cosmic force” in Dr. Hippolyte Baraduc's The Human Soul (1896): publicdomainreview.org/collection/b...

Vegan oat bite thingies. Palatable. Exactly what you'd expect from someone with cats named Moon and Maya. Me, that is.

Strange experiences could be seen as a personal, living and evolving Tarot deck.

The Trickster is the ontological primitive of the paranormal.

The best optical illusion is a typo appearing in a paragraph you've read a thousand times.

Old hotel biscuits for breakfast in the park.

There should be announcement-free carriages on trains.

Thinking about that telly I once had, with a button on its remote to throw you to a random teletext page and how I should have used it for divinatory purposes.

Hegel's Science of Logic, in German, at the local Tesco's book drop.

I've become hooked on cutting images out of paintings on GIMP in meticulous detail. For no real reason. It's weirdly absorbing.

Spec fic writers from the North of England, get on this if you haven't already!

"Make a wish," said the mother to the child. Stunned and distraught by the fall of the shooting star, the child vaguely understood the price of freedom. Tears of rage rolled down his pale cheeks. - Barbara Molinard, Panics (Influx Press).

To live is so startling, it leaves but little room for other occupations. Emily Dickinson The Letters of Emily Dickinson (1958)

When people say "if you have nothing to hide you have nothing to fear." the correct response is: "I need privacy, not because my actions are questionable, but because your judgement and intentions are."

Strange pink entity hovering in a flat window

Not too bad in the end. Yes it's only half a cake, but it's enough for two.

Attempting to make an anniversary cake with a broken oven.

It's interesting looking back on my creative process as I finish this book. How little of the whole it became was intended.

mood: richardchartier.bandcamp.com/album/desens...

I don't see my clutter is one issue.

Swollen nimbus.

Finish line in sight for this novel. Second last pass read on the kindle to go. I think it might not be half bad tbh. Genuinely pretty pleased with it, which is rare. Just need someone else to read it.

Seems odd that putting a story up for a week or two on a blog no one reads means I can't submit it to a fair few places. Whatever's going on, that seems like something that shouldn't happen.

Henri-Georges Clouzot. Inferno. 1968.

Hag stones.

Shadow man and his dog.

'I had always been triple-jointed, capable of feats of contortion that would cause others immediate alarm, and from that year of my life I also became prone to dislocations. It seemed at any moment my body might just decide to disassemble.' New novelette, 'Heavyness', coming out soon in REMAINS #4.

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This MP3 player has all the pointless trinkets. A stopwatch, an alarm, a calculator, an FM radio and a voice recorder etc. But it will only play album tracks in alphabetical order. Its hard to imagine such a fundamental disregard for basic functionality isn't intentional.

The true meaning of reveal is to re-veil. In other words, to disguise the object in a new way.