Tag Archives: darkness

PKD’s God

God, he thought, and felt ill. Was this what Tanya Lee had called the “aquatic horror” shape? It had no shape. Nor pseudopodia, either flesh or metal. It was, in a sense, not there at all; when he managed to look directly at it, the shape vanished; he saw through it, saw the people on […]

Giraud & Siboni

Last Manoeuvres in the Dark – here.

Tom Waits – Black Wings

Take an eye for an eye Take a tooth for a tooth Just like they say in the Bible Never leave a trace or forget a face Of any man at the table Any man at the table When the moon is a cold chiseled dagger Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone He […]

Hurt – Johnny Cash’ killer version

I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that’s real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end You […]

The land where they let the children cry

So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity […]

The beginning

This much I’m certain of: it doesn’t happen immediately. You’ll finish and that will be that, until a moment will come, maybe in a month, maybe a year, maybe even several years. You’ll be sick or feeling troubled or deeply in love or quietly uncertain or even content for the first time in your life. […]

A Scanner Darkly

Within something’s very eyes; within the sight of some thing. Which, unlike little dark-eyed Donna, does not ever blink. What does a scanner see? he asked himself. I mean, really see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does a passive infrared scanner like they used to use or a cube-type holo-scanner like they use […]


Later, I realized that all true happiness requires darkness: this is so with cinema, perhaps with sex and – if faith makes sense – with death. Jose Carlos Somoza, from La ventana pintada

I Have A Special Plan For This World

I Have A Special Plan For This World by Current 93 & Thomas Ligotti when everyone you have ever loved is finally gone when everything you have ever wanted is finally done with when all of your nightmares are for a time obscured as by a shining brainless beacon or a blinding eclipse of the […]

Dark Languages

“Too bad dark languages never survive. As quickly as they’re invented, they die, unable to penetrate much, explore anything or even connect. Terribly beautiful but more often than not inadequate.” (from Mark Danielewski’s House of Leaves)