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Even as I give it to them!

RLJ



Wednesday, September 30, 2015

HOW BAD CAN REAL WORLD HORROR REALLY BE


I turned on my evening news yesterday.
I was shocked to see that the Russians have moved fighter jets into Syria.
That now brings the Russian military directly into potential conflict with the USA Air Force!
And I said to myself... "Holy Fuck!"
How Bad Can Real World Horror Really Be?

RLJ






HOW BAD CAN REAL WORLD HORROR REALLY BE

(Herndon, Virginia)


Someone has already proclaimed that the real world horrors are far more apocalyptic than fiction!
A writer could not make up the craziness that defines the sick horror around the globe today!
So, in the pages of this look at what drives all this real world horror... and then some... 
I beg you to continue to read on as the bubbles of horror alchemy continue to churn out these tales less realistic than the horror on the evening news!

RLJ

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

HALLOWEEN RISING


The origins of Halloween are many... and complicated.
Do people view the night as evil time or a religious remembrance of the dead?
It is fun to reduce Halloween to a night dedicated to the children's pursuit of "Trick or Treats"!
But we who know the deepest meanings know that this is our night for the things we do!
And we wait for... Halloween Rising!

SLL






HALLOWEEN RISING

(Leesburg, Virginia)


Halloween is coming, dear horror minions, and the day cannot get here soon enough!
Horror and terror are words with meanings true to their visceral appearance... Horror and Terror!
We who are the purveyors of the frights and the sights are want for the night when we feel most alive.
Halloween, the day and night when the veil between the living and the dead is at its thinnest... we cannot wait for it to arrive!

SLL

Monday, September 28, 2015

WHITE WOMEN TASTE THE BEST


Blood is not... just blood.
Everyone has a unique chemical makeup.
Males are definitely different than females at the chemical level.
And if you ask Matt Bonner what he thinks about this subject he will tell you that...
White Women Taste The Best!

DMM







WHITE WOMEN TASTE THE BEST

(Patterson, New Jersey)



Matt Bonner has given the subject of thought in his mind right now centuries of contemplation as he reflects on his past.
He remembers the early free decades, before he was Matt Bonner, when he ate the blood only of brown skinned women.
In time, he was captured by slavers and brought to the new world... where he escaped to taste Native American women.
Eventually, in the 1920's, he tasted his first white woman... with her warm rich red blood... and he came to the conclusion that white women DO taste the best!

DMM



Sunday, September 27, 2015

THE SUPERMOON EFFECT


They are howling,
I am crying,
And the Supermoon calls to us all!
Alas, The Supermoon Effect!

MEM







THE SUPERMOON EFFECT

(Baton Rouge, Louisiana)


Oh yea, I can hear them now, out there in the woods, howling at the September Supermoon eclipse!
I imagine there will be a lot of feral warm blood spilt upon the warm peat tonight!
Man, oh man... I sure as hell is the place I don't want to go wish I was out there with them!
But, I am bound to this decrepit old house... to haunt these dark halls... to longingly peer out of these windows... as a centuries old ghost... not a werewolf!

MEM

Saturday, September 26, 2015

A POLICEMAN'S DILEMMA (AN EXCERPT)


Officer Martin has to make a whole lot of choices every day.
He never likes to approach the homeless and force them to move.
But, being a policeman is difficult work.
And when things turn from the mundane to horror...
He is faced, again, with... A Policeman's Dilemma!

ZAN







A POLICEMAN'S DILEMMA  (AN EXCERPT)

(New York City, New York)


...She awakens as you shake her with your nightstick... and she does not know her name.
And, neither do you... only that she is splayed out in the dark in the alley in the ground scum.
All she can tell you is she was recently knocked unconscious by someone unknown.
You see the bite marks to her throat and you know the Night Prowler vampire has struck again!...

ZAN

Friday, September 25, 2015

LOOKING DOWN ON THE MEN WHO JUST KILLED ME


Well what do you know,
I do have a soul!
I will have to deal with what this means in the future,
But for now,
My invisible force of thought and awareness just separated from my body...
My dead and bleeding-on-the-street body.
And I am... Looking Down On The Men Who Just Murdered Me!

RLJ








LOOKING DOWN ON THE MEN WHO JUST KILLED ME


They have compelled my nation for centuries to believe that I am a big scary black man!
They have pushed the narrative that my fellow Americans should be afraid of me.
They never laud the intelligence that is in my kind... or, the goodness in my kind's hearts!
The world will never see my heart because I was just murdered by Them... policemen who shot first and did not ask questions!

RLJ

Thursday, September 24, 2015

THE LONGEST WALK


In a past time called the 2000's,
When presently banned religious dogma drove the modern human narrative backward,
Reality suffered its greatest defeats since the Middle Ages!
Man's inability to realize that God is a metaphor...
And that the metaphor is there to keep men from destroying each other...
Allowed his self-destructive insanity to become normal in the self-destruction of humanity!

Here, for your perusal, is one tiny example of the ugly evil that led to the deaths of so many!
Witness a tragedy in the making in... The Longest Walk!

SMP







THE LONGEST WALK

(Midland, Texas)



Well diary, I won't be writing in you for a while because daddy shot Cody dead yesterday.
He found out Cody knocked-me-up, then shot him dead and then kicked me out of the house.
I've got $300.00, the cloths on my body and directions for hitchhiking to El Paso from Midland.
Governor Perry shut down the abortion clinics... and I need one... 302 miles away... a pregnant girl alone... will conservative values help me now?

SMP

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

DID THAT SNAKE JUST KILL THAT WOLF


The creature did not even feel the bite.
But something dangerous was just injected into its body.
What the hell...
Did That Snake Just Kill That Wolf?

RLM







DID THAT SNAKE JUST KILL THAT WOLF

(Belton, Texas)



Supernatural horror just met one of the most dangerous of real world horrors out in the woods!
Mark Bazos has transformed into the werewolf to roam the night forest under the power of the full moon.
As the monster discarded the last of its ripped-up clothing, the rattlesnake he disturbed in the bush bit his right ankle.
The werewolf is not affected... but in six hours, when the wolf hides inside the human, the venom will still be in the ankle!

RLM

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

A MESSAGE FROM HE WHO IS ABOUT TO DIE


The ancient Native Spirits could not stand up to THEIR progress.
They have burned and they have raped and they pillage and they murder.
The light of my health has almost died down,
And I can no longer fight them with you, 
My people.
And so I must leave you with this cynical message...
What more can a dying man say as he gives to you...
A Message From He Who Is About To Die!

CHO







A MESSAGE FROM HE WHO IS ABOUT TO DIE

(Mobridge, South Dakota)


I have been alive long enough for 87 years of moons to crawl across the silver speckled night sky.
I remember the days when hope for a good future made me actually look forward to old age.
But today, in 2015, the world has been poisoned by the suicidal self-destructive nature of the "Wasi'chu".
I am soon to die... to leave this madness to you all... the horror of being human... too bad I will not see the end... my message to you!

CHO

Monday, September 21, 2015

BAIT (AN EXCERPT)


She is a dark shadow in the night moved by the pressure from the moon.
Even she does not exactly what she is.
But, she relishes the mission imprinted in the DNA of her mystery.
Tonight, under the glow of another full moon, she is on the hunt.
She just found her prey.
Within the space of a few minutes from now, she will rip her prey apart.
But first, she will use her body as... BAIT!

RLJ







BAIT  (AN EXCERPT)

(Washington, DC)


Claxton Taylor sits alone in a back corner booth of "The Two Moon Bar".
As usual, he is hunched over a ‘whiskey on the rocks’ staring into the swirling liquid between determined sips. 
The alcohol helps to smooth the ache in the knuckles of both of his hands. 
He has already wiped away the blood from his skin.

RLJ

Sunday, September 20, 2015

THE ANGEL'S SHARE


There are ghosts clanging and banging around my house, day and night!
My wife is scared shitless, but I'm just pissed off at the madness!
I've read a bunch of books about this ungodly haunting over the last irritating year!
I've learned about how some Angels play!
And, I will not continue to be victimized by... The Angel's Share!

WML







THE ANGEL'S SHARE  (AN EXCERPT)

...In this reality, when the souls of the dead depart their mortal coil, they have to go somewhere!
Some of them go to heaven... some go to hell... and some stay on earth, as the Angel's Share!
What an Angel calls life is very lonely in the invisible in-between plane of existence they occupy.
So, they share lost souls as their playthings... their machinations ofttimes creating fear and horror for the easily frightened living!...

WML

Saturday, September 19, 2015

UNDER THE SURFACE OF THE LAKE


America, The Beautiful...
Unless your look...
Under The Surface Of The Lake.

CSK








UNDER THE SURFACE OF THE LAKE

(Aurora, NY)

It is a beautiful thing to live in the shadow of this part of America with +Wells College in the background.
The profound beauty of Cayuga Lake takes one back to times when Native man lived off the lake and the land.
What has been lost from the lake over the centuries... live and spiritual... as times have drastically changed?
More profound, though, is... what mysteries of past times, some of them horrors, are lost under the surface of the lake?

CSK

Friday, September 18, 2015

AIN'T NO SUNSCREEN STRONG ENOUGH TO BLOCK THE SUN (AN EXCERPT)


The isolated land sustain me and my uncle right now.
But soon, we will move back into the world of people.
There, we have some unfinished business to take care of.
We will have to take care of it undercover of night because...
Ain't No Sunscreen Strong Enough To Block The Sun!

ABJ







AIN'T NO SUNSCREEN STRONG ENOUGH TO BLOCK THE SUN  (AN EXCERPT)

(Vermillion Bay, Louisiana)



...Ain't no sunscreen strong enough to keep the sun off my pearl white skin.
I've always burnt and smelled like bacon whenever I decide to go out in the sun.
Uncle Deter said my momma was murdered when he was young because they thought she was a witch.
He told me that I look just like her... and that one day we could seek revenge... and eat them all!...

ABJ

Thursday, September 17, 2015

HOW SWEET, TO HOWL AT THE MOON


Edmond Lance has lost control of his body.
But his mind is still aware of the proceedings.
He will remember all of this midnight horror tomorrow.
But for now... How Sweet, To Howl At The Moon!

ELL







HOW SWEET, TO HOWL AT THE MOON

(Anchorage, Alaska)



I remember ripping off my clothing for feral freedom like a bear ripping off the skin of a Salmon for its eggs!
I might as well be a bird flying toward the sun, is the feeling of shedding my humanity and becoming the beast!
And the full moon is high and bright, as I haunch down like a sitting wolf, as I bay and call to the silver moon!
The Pine trees are full of sap... the sweet smell of energy... and I just caught the scent of a moose over there... and there will be animal blood tonight!

ELL


Wednesday, September 16, 2015

BURNED ALIVE


Allen Marks was burning in fire.
What the hell is going on with him?
The reasons why came to him when he realized he was being...
Burned Alive.

APM







BURNED ALIVE


At first glance, when he awoke from his slumber, it was so dark in there... wherever there was!
Was he in Hell, he thought... or, was he simply dead and on fire as a delusion from a bashed-in brain.
Suddenly, the flames surrounded his prone body became real... burning him... but he felt no pain at all.
Then the reality came to him: He was dead, inside an incinerator and he was being cremated... goddamn it!

APM

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

BLOOD SPLATTERED LEAVES (AN EXCERPT)


The trail of death could easily be followed by the horrified!
All one had to do was track the... Blood Splattered Leaves!

EER





 


BLOOD SPLATTERED LEAVES  (AN EXCERPT)

(Orlando, Florida)



...The police still believe the aftermath of the carnage was caused by a maniac serial killer...
Who must have skipped town when the deaths ended.
But, anyone who has read The Horrorwalker Travel Guide has seen Ralph Henderson's recounting of...
The tale he was made to read out of the Horrorwalker’s Tome... and they know the horrible truth!...

EER

Monday, September 14, 2015

THE LUNATICS AWAKEN



Football season begins...
Baseball season is winding down...
Basketball season looms loud and proud...
It all points toward the full moon season.

And, other things feel the cooling of the air and the call of the moon.
One night soon... The Lunatics Awaken!

SLM







THE LUNATICS AWAKEN

(Mahwah, N.J.)


The full moon season is soon to shine its silvery rays upon us.
The monsters in the darkness out there in the woods are waiting for that light.
They need that stimulation to awaken them from their Summer hibernation... away from the muggy heat.
And it is the Werewolves who first call to the moon... the lunatics are back to claim the Autumn night!

SLM

Sunday, September 13, 2015

BLOOD SAUSAGE


You can call me... Jazzy.
And I am so salivating hungry,
Right now,
As I think about my main craving for...
Blood Sausage!

JAZ







BLOOD SAUSAGE

One of the best things about discovering the foods of unfamiliar cultures is their take on sausage.
Every culture stuffs meat into an edible casing to be cooked and eaten in various forms and ways.
But, food does not get more exotic than the various forms of blood puddings and blood sausages.
You eat your blood sausage thoroughly cooked... but, I’ll sink my canines into mine and suck it fresh, raw and heartbeat warm.

JAZ

Saturday, September 12, 2015

"BIID"


A little girl becomes obsessed with her body in the wrong way.
When she becomes an adult, she turns her obsession into action.
She does not believe she is the center of her self-maid horror.
She does not believe anything is wrong at all.
Enter the frighteningly bizarre world of... "BIID"!

AMM






"BIID"

(New York City, New York)

...When Mary Lambert was a child she was OK with simply cutting her nails and clipping her hair.
At 16, she began to fantasize about how beautiful she would be without her left foot... below the ankle.
At 22 years old, she purchased a hack saw and sawed through her ankle... ecstatic with the glorious pain.
After being discharged from Bellview at 27 years old, she went back to her hidden hack saw and began to imagine life without her left hand!...

AMM

Friday, September 11, 2015

LIFE BEFORE THEY KNEW WHAT KILLED THEM


Horror can sometimes,
Profoundly,
Be self-inflicted.
And it is ignorance that is the real horror provider...
Like the supernatural ignorance in a particular thousands of years old book.
Take these few examples of...
Life Before They Knew What Killed Them.

RLJ








LIFE BEFORE THEY KNEW WHAT KILLED THEM


Before they knew what killed them, a simple scratch could be a silent death sentence.
Before they knew what killed them, a sip of drinking water could harbor monstrous human killing parasites.
Before they knew what killed them, a doctor could cause more harm to a man than the sickness would.
Before they knew what killed them, the supernatural trumped science... until, intelligent men put down the bible and grasped reality!

RLJ

Thursday, September 10, 2015

HAZELNUT GROVE CEMETERY


All these buried ghost stories need to be told.
And I, Saul Urbaine Stepnov, am just the storyteller to do it.
I cannot wait to tell you these ghost stories from...
Hazelnut Grove Cemetery.

SUS








HAZELNUT GROVE CEMETERY  (GRAVE 1)

(Calhan, Colorado)

There are 118 graves in this old west graveyard... filled with dirty dusty memories of the gunslinger past.
Can you feel the ghosts from the past as they touch your soul as they try to feel life again?
That headstone over there marks the final resting place of my very own mother.
My great grandfather killed her by hammering a wooden stake into her heart... and she reminds me of his betrayal every week.

SUS


Wednesday, September 9, 2015

FOREVER SAGE


You would never know it by looking at me, but I am over 150 years old.
I fought in the Civil War, that is how old I am.
I was mortally wounded in the war,
But the native Choctaw people found me and took me in and made me whole...
And a little more, in fact.
They introduced to what which they burn for the mystical act of Smudging, 
For ingesting for the magical affects on the human body and for making meat safe.
I have stayed with these great people,
My people,
Over all these decades.
Thank you fellow Choctaw Native Americans, thank you for... Forever Sage!

SJM







FOREVER SAGE

(Mt. Olive, North Carolina)



I, Sir Jackson Mallory, am the truth that tells the tale of the healing power of the right kind of Sage growing in the garden.
The plant has magical powers that affect people like me, from the old countries of Europe, given immortal life by Native American Medicine People.
When I was shot in the back by that Confederate soldier in '63, Poloma commanded his people to nurse me back to health.
It worked... and I was completely healed... and the ritual chanted to heal me made me immortal... and the keeper of White Sage... forever sage!

SJM


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

HAUNTING BY ROTE


It has been said that sometimes,
When a soul is lost to disease and death,
It cannot find rest in the ever after.
That soul is me, Arline...
And I am stuck on the earthly plane for reasons above my knowledge base.
I pray every day for God,
Or Satan,
To take me away and give me a different kind of peace.
But, neither one of them has returned my plea,
And I am stuck in this place,
Where I am compelled to continue this... Haunting By Rote.

ANS






HAUNTING BY ROTE

When I was alive and well, I was called Arline Salomon by my parents and friends and others.
I was always the protector force among my friends and family... I was compelled to be a watcher.
I barely slept an entire night during my 29 years of life... I walked the halls of my parent's home like a sentry.
And after the cancer took me away from life, I came back... to haunt my parent's home, again... invisible... tangible... a watcher... a sentry!

ANS

Monday, September 7, 2015

RED IS THE TASTIEST COLOR OF THEM ALL


The right color of the food makes it taste so much better as it enters the mouth.
And of course... Red Is The Tastiest Color Of Them All.

CVD







RED IS THE TASTIEST COLOR OF THEM ALL

(Conway, Texas)


Red is the color of the human muscles we so love to eat... and the redder the better.
Red is the color of the tastiest oxygen infused blood that is the broth... and the redder the better.
Red is the color of the chillies and the red bell peppers and the tomatoes that makes the difference.
Red is the color of the best stewed meat and tomatoes ever made... and we don't even have to cook it!

CVD

Sunday, September 6, 2015

THE GHOST IN THE BUILDING


The state of Maine might as well be a time warp vortex entity.
The state collects the strangest of things like it is a living picker.
Case in point... Stephen King!
Case in point number two... me.
I am... The Ghost In The Building!

HWZ







THE GHOST IN THE BUILDING

(Jay, Maine)



This is Maine, the survival state... where time stands still and the old ways are the only way.
I am Hans... and I occupy this part of America, haunting this abandoned paper mill for a century.
I died here on the job one year before the company shuttered... and my soul came back to fill the loneliness.
But this morning, I heard people talking down on the first floor, and... I won't take kindly to having my solitude broken for the first time!

HWZ


Saturday, September 5, 2015

THE BONE EATER CHRONICLES (1)


Alfred Allen March was horrified by the ghoulish ability he was born with.
Things were so bad that when he was a child he refused to eat most foods.
His parents thought he was autistic...
His doctors thought he was autistic...
His therapist thought he was autistic...
But no, he is a Bone Eater!
Lucky for him,
His voracious reading habit led him to that self-discovery at the age of 20...
When he discovered deeply buried Native American literature, 
Hidden away in the vault of his local library,
That explained his condition.
Here begins the life story of... The Bone Eater Chronicles!

SWM







THE BONE EATER CHRONICLES  (1)

(Alpine, Texas)


Alfred March is a Bone Eater... a psychic mystically linked to soul signatures left in the bones of the dead.
He does not have to eat bones, per se... but, he has to link to the bones intimately... like by tasting them.
His police detective work provides the best cover for his covert psychic vocation... even his work partner, Max, does not know his secret.
And life just took a turn for the horrific... the burnt bones in this house fire investigation are, he just discovered, the bones of his partner's missing wife.

SWM

Friday, September 4, 2015

INTRODUCTION TO THE HORROR




Let it be known...
I have some tales of horror to tell you.
All you have to do is listen to me.
But first, let me give you a little...
Introduction To The Horror!

RLJ







INTRODUCTION TO THE HORROR



I openly walk among the various horrors that surrounds us... taking record of all that I observe.
I have been bestowed with the power of an untouchable SACROSANCT by arcane forces I have never questioned.
Oh, the monsters and the creatures and the things... they all see me, but they must allow me to watch.
I am an OBSERVER in this Horrorwalker World... and the bloody crunchy horrors I see, so too will you!

RLJ

Thursday, September 3, 2015

THE SINS TYDEUS OF CALYDON HAS WROUGHT



My present set of friends do now know who, or what, I am.
They might hate me if they knew the history of my family tree.
It does not really matter, I will need to leave them soon, anyway...
They are all getting to old for me to explain my continued youth.

IOC







THE SINS TYDEUS OF CALYDON HAS WROUGHT


Time stands for nothing when you are the cursed immortal bastard son of a damned warrior king.
The ancient history of my father’s awful fate is well known to many, but only recently discovered by me.
I live on and on and on throughout the centuries... blighted by nightmares of my father’s horrid death.
Was Tydeus the impetus for the first brain eating zombie... and am I forever cursed every night to dream about becoming like him?

IOC

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

EAGLE FEATHERS


Respect the dead!
For, if you don't,
You own demise might be near, especially if you look on the floor and see...
Eagle Feathers!

EDD






EAGLE FEATHERS

(Brunswick County, N.C.)


The Hillman Hotel, built in 1887, was purposely built over a Native American burial ground.
Hatred and disrespect for the local Choctaw tribe was hit home with this obvious sacrilege.
It is true that the ghosts and spirits of warriors from Spirit World continue to walk the dark halls.
And, can one blame them, they will not allow the white man peace of mind and body while inside this building... forever!

EDD



Tuesday, September 1, 2015

IN THE COMPANY OF DOGS (AN EXCERPT)


Other than normal human beings,
What is the creature vampires fear the most?
Meet 220 year old Abelard Burl Vieth!
He will now tell you what that creature is...
And why he misses being In The Company Of Dogs.

RLJ







IN THE COMPANY OF DOGS  (AN EXCERPT)

(St. Louis, Missouri)



...There was a time, during my early feral vampire decades in the old country, when I truly believed I could not possibly survive my bloodlust curse. The times were dark and raw! Dogs roamed the cobblestone streets and roads in the villages and the countryside. I spent a quarter of my waking nights running from feral dogs and another quarter of my nights running from tracker dogs led about by men out on the vampire hunt!...

ABV