Last night I accidentally participated in what became The Famous International Doom & Beer Coven X-mas Bash 2017. Included all the necessary people from that side of my life. Not the entire gang I meet at Roadburn but a great number of five lost souls turned up at the X-mas market down Nya Carnegiebryggeriet including one foreigner, well we actually did not participate in the market that much we sat inside drinking heavy, expensive and exclusive beers where most of them is only available at the brewery’s tap room these days.
Four of us looks like this, the fifth element was in a stressy hurry for some train and bailed out before this pic was generated.
Tonight the person whom designed and helped me put out my book, Carl Abrahamsson is holding a very interesting Webinar:
OCCULTURE: AN ANTON LAVEY WEBINAR/LECTURE COMING UP
Not sure if I can participate in this as not sure being back home in time due to other, important commitments.
Next week is week 50 and I do have many things coming up. A friend is playing a roll on a large Christmas Show I will go and see and apart from that it is time to celebrate this year of metal at Eindhoven Metal Meeting. Other plans are to finalize two new shows of the pod, finalize more written material etcetera before X-mas eve. We´ll see how much time it is left. I will certainly do my best to please my readers and listeners.
There are all these elements and passages in life. Each time you’ll pack your bag you do have to leave certain things, issues or persons behind.
You are breaking up with that certain part of your life, jump on the vessel and move on.
There was actually a song written about the time this decision was settled.
(Some pics might be old but true til death)
Ornament of the Ominous Demoniac – the coagulated blood of David
My collective writings and poetry interpreted to illustrations in various techniques by Lilith Grimmefrost limited to 325 copies only. Available only from Sound Pollution Record Store Stora Nygatan in Gamla Stan, Stockholm. New stock just in.
this time of the year again when you lie down deep and burps around in the dirtiest ashes. you’ve lost faith in life. you can not visualize your hopes and dreams. other persons you thought you loved just makes this for you. they drag you down, leave you helpless deep below. everytime you need to rise again all by yourself. your love and friendship ends up justvas a forgotten past. you can no more pleased or amused. you’re not even going for the dirt. you do not fear the future as you just ticked everything off. like you close the light when you leave a room. you just shut everything with a meaning to your life off. a typical monochrome syndrome. was it worth it?
…moving houses and then be very afraid…