Archive for February, 2015

Interview with a vampire!!!

Posted: Friday, 20 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

This is a fiction, an advert for a book by way of a interview with a fictional vampire. Don’t take it too seriously but…if you are interested in vampire fiction…

Susan Lattwein

Yes, an interview with a vampire!! IN REAL LIFE!! – as my kids would say.

I was lucky enough to ask Christopher, the vampire from Marigold Deidre Dicer’sThe Black Swan Inheritance a few questions.

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First, here is a description of the novel.

‘Anita had the kind of reputation in high school no one wants to carry into adulthood, especially since she wants to be a doctor like her dad. Now at university, she is determined to be good, but one little end-of-semester celebration can’t hurt, right? Well, it can if she ends up having a one-night stand with a werewolf that triggers a dark awakening.
The Black Swan is a powerful legacy that brings both temptation and danger. Having now inherited the title and all that comes with it, Anita finds herself beset upon by ancient abominations that won’t take no for an answer.  But Anita is determined not…

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Johann Flückinger and the Vampires.

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

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Flückinger, a surgeon in the Austrian army, compiled with his fellow medical officers, a report on the terrible Vampire epidemics in Serbia. The year was 1732. The Empror of Austria, Charles VI, had ordered an investigation into the rumoured Vampire outbreaks around the Meduegna area. As a result of their findings, the group issued a detailed account of the Vampires, their activities, focusing on individual cases, including that of Arnold Paole – a man known to have had trouble with a Vampire while serving in the army in Greece, and who had been seen by many witnesses wandering at night after his death from a boken neck! Paole, it was decided, was responsible for the outbreak of vampirism.

Flückinger’s report states:

“A woman by the name of Stana, 20 years old, who had died in childbirth two months ago, after a three-day illness, and who had herself said, before her…

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Sanguisuga and the Aluga

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

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Sanguisuga is a Latin term meaning “bloodsucking” used in the Vulgate to explain a passage in Proverbs (30:15) that makes reference to a bloodsucking demon, the Aluga – an Arabic name that translates as: “Horse-leech”, or “Bloodsucking Jinn“ , and traditionally a female demon that feasted on dead babies.

The term Sanguisuga is also used in titles and texts of various eighteenth-century treatises on vampires e.g. DISERTATION ON THE BLOODSUCKING DEAD by Johann Rohl and Johann Hertel, DISSERTATIO DE CADAVERIBUS SANGUISUGA by Johann Stock.

Interestingly the Aluga in some Mediterranean sources is described as a Demonic King of the Vampires…

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Monster Monday: Estrie

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

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We all know about vampires and werewolves, or at least we think we do. The legends and myths that inspired these monsters are sometimes surprisingly different, but no less chilling. In this series of posts, Monster Monday, we’ll investigate the monsters that have informed our modern notions, as well as some lesser known monsters. Today, we talk about the Estrie.

Scene from the vampire novel Carmilla Scene from the vampire novel Carmilla

An estrie is a female vampire in Jewish folklore. She generally prefers to seduce men so that she can suck their blood, but she is not overly picky in her victims. She prefers the nighttime, but it is unclear in the legends whether daylight will cause her harm.

She can appear in human form or spirit form, or as an animal, usually a bird or a cat. She is undeterred by religious iconography and can enter into holy places. She can fly if…

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Interview with Kindred

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

My Vispassana Adventure

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Uncategorized

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Vispassana, as is says in the information blurb, is a process of self-purification by self-observation.

The actual technique is very easy and straight forward.
First you feel the sensation of your breath going through the nostril area.
The next day you learn to observe the sensations below the nostrils and above the upper lip.
Next day you continue the same.
On the Fourth day you expand to feeling the sensations all over your body.
Keep doing this and do not get attached to anything. I am simplifying greatly but it was not complicated.

That is the nut shell…the meat is another story.

The rules are the standard Buddhist rules of :- no killing, stealing, lying, sex or booze.

And, the biggy – Keeping Noble Silence.

Now I am not a Buddhist, it just goes against my inner nature. I love my desires and do not feel my natural state is…

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My Mother thinks She’s a Vampire

Posted: Tuesday, 17 February, 2015 by deacongray in Articles of Interest, Community Announcements, Uncategorized
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(A 19 Year old Girl talks about struggling with her mother’s unusual identity)

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By Deacon Gray

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Everyone knows that kid you grew up with who had a weird parent. Jimmy’s mom might be a hippy tree hugger, or Donald’s dad makes everyone separate their trash for compost. But, what if it was your parent, and what if they were much more unusual? Insert Lizzy

Lizzy is a nineteen year old young lady, with bright green eyes, soft red hair, and the pale skin. She was her class vice president, and the leader of the pep club at school. She was in nearly every way the typical teenage girl. Typical with one exception “My mom thinks she is a vampire. Do you know how hard that is to explain to a guy after he picks you up for your first date?”

Lizzy (Elisabeth) laughs a little but the amusement doesn’t reach her eyes. Since she was a little girl her mother has been not only obsessed with vampires, she dressed like one, had fake teeth made, and has been known to drink cow blood. “Thankfully, not in front of guests.”

In time she even started to claim to be a real living vampire, something that not only caused her daughter a little embarrassment, but concern. I’ll let her tell you about in her own words. “I didn’t start out knowing there was anything different about my mother. When other kids talked about their mom, the basics all seemed to match up. She made me clean my room, she got on me about my music being too loud, and she had this weird insistence that leafy greens are important for me to eat, even if I hated them. It wasn’t until a family day at school when I was nine that I really started to notice how she was different.

The kids noticed that she always wore dark colors, they also noticed that she had a Ankh and Pentagram she wore around her neck.  It wasn’t unusual to for kids to ask me if I my mom was a Witch, or Goth. I settled for telling them she was a goth, it made more sense than saying she was a vampire, though given any time more than a few minutes and the subject of vampires was bound to come up. She really came off as mental to most other parents. Parents didn’t allow their kids to come over to my place for sleep over’s, and several told their kids not even play with me.

I honestly don’t think she knew what she was putting me through, though I have to admit it could have been worse. By the time I was in high school my crowd of friends was pretty well established. We were the freaks, the geeks and the rejects, you know… good people. Perhaps that was for the best. We didn’t have to worry all the time about falling out of favor with the cool kids, because to us they weren’t cool. My mom taught us to be ourselves, to understand that we have to allow others to be themselves as well, and I guess that’s a powerful lesson.

I won’t lie to you, it is hard nothing being popular. It’s difficult only having the cool guys pay attention to you because they think they can hook up with you. It’s hard to be seen as less than human, too stupid, ugly, poor, different or dorky to be included. It’s a hard lesson, but I learned it well. Tolerance isn’t about ignoring those you don’t understanding.

I learned My mom is an amazing person; someone who is indeed different, but not crazy. I learned there will always be those people out there who don’t understand, and never will. But, I think the lesson I learned that means the most to me was this one. People who love you for who you are, are the only ones who matter.

I don’t believe that my mother is a vampire, but I know she loves me, and I would rather live a life with a weird parent that loves me, rather than a picture perfect life with a parent who doesn’t take the time or make an effort.