Insainmenthttp://insainment.postach.io/feed.xml2018-07-13T23:54:42.389000ZWerkzeugFriday the 13thhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/friday-the-13th-22018-07-13T23:54:42.389000Z2018-07-13T23:53:43ZErebus<div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524356/13-terrible-things-that-have-happened-on-friday-the-13th_5029178971b2e_w1500_qjy5od.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524356/13-terrible-things-that-have-happened-on-friday-the-13th_5029178971b2e_w1500_qjy5od.jpg" alt="Friday the 13th" width="100%"></a></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524352/friday-the-13th-infographic-v1_wzcoum.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524352/friday-the-13th-infographic-v1_wzcoum.jpg" alt="Friday the 13th" width="100%"></a></p> <br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524353/ed7cn8_2_-_Copy_yrkbup.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/v1531524353/ed7cn8_2_-_Copy_yrkbup.jpg" alt="Friday the 13th" width="100%"></a></p><br clear="none"/><div class="iframely-embed"><div class="iframely-responsive" style="height: 168px; padding-bottom: 0;"><a href="https://mindspaceapocalypse.wordpress.com/2015/02/13/friday-the-13th-events-facts-and-origins/" data-iframely-url="//cdn.iframe.ly/C7P3v0b"></a></div></div><script async src="//cdn.iframe.ly/embed.js" charset="utf-8"></script><br clear="none"/></div>Mad Magazinehttps://insainment.postach.io/post/mad-magazine2018-06-29T21:21:32.787000Z2018-06-29T20:28:38ZErebus<div><br clear="none"/></div>
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<div><div style="background-image:url(https://image.ibb.co/bQVMVT/imgonline_com_ua_tile_O2gz_KEXr84vk_KOKS.jpg);"><br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad is an American humor magazine founded by editor Harvey Kurtzman and publisher William Gaines in 1952. <br clear="none"/>Launched as a comic book before it became a magazine, it was widely imitated and influential, impacting not only satirical media but the entire cultural landscape of the 20th century, with editor Al Feldstein increasing readership to more than 2,000,000 during its 1970s circulation peak.<br /><br clear="none"/>The last surviving title from the notorious and critically acclaimed EC Comics line, the magazine offers satire on all aspects of life and popular culture, politics, entertainment, and public figures. <br clear="none"/>Its format is divided into a number of recurring segments such as TV and movie parodies, as well as freeform articles. <br clear="none"/>Mad's mascot, Alfred E. Neuman, is typically the focal point of the magazine's cover, with his face often replacing a celebrity or character that is lampooned within the issue.<br /><br clear="none"/>In 2010, the magazine's oldest and longest-running contributor, Al Jaffee, told an interviewer, <br clear="none"/>Mad was designed to corrupt the minds of children. And from what I'm gathering from the minds of people all over, we succeeded. </span></strong></span></h4></div>
<div></div><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Some of Mad Magazine’s best political cover art </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> including the work of Jack Davis. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*q5Iq-P8WjfCFIynxiuRmOA.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*q5Iq-P8WjfCFIynxiuRmOA.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #27, April 1956. Cover art by Jack Davis. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*-f1Cp3MgjwVvTk7XrWcHhA.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*-f1Cp3MgjwVvTk7XrWcHhA.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #48, 1959. Cover art by Kelly Freas. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*iEVipd8GkoEAU4kmVcm_mA.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*iEVipd8GkoEAU4kmVcm_mA.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #56, July 1960. Cover art by Kelly Freas </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*qH46J1e7yyxOX9yaU243ZQ.jpeg" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*qH46J1e7yyxOX9yaU243ZQ.jpeg" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Cover art by Jack Davis </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*Cxg0ba5eH39bEbx9ccvK4Q.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*Cxg0ba5eH39bEbx9ccvK4Q.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #60, January 1961. Cover art by Bob Clarke. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*u8zsxxzPybqsJ-q-AgHL3g.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*u8zsxxzPybqsJ-q-AgHL3g.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #139, December 1970. Cover art by Jack Davis. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*YDV9RaDiER1s-xcA2nGjvw.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*YDV9RaDiER1s-xcA2nGjvw.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #151, June 1972. Cover art by Norman Mingo. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*vL1yj77jsznXyn5eN1F-tw.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*vL1yj77jsznXyn5eN1F-tw.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #255, June 1985. Cover by Richard Williams. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*ZIxUVc59J3SBSJqeKmJY1A.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*ZIxUVc59J3SBSJqeKmJY1A.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #332, December 1994. Cover art by Drew Friedman. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*RCy0VDlBR8iKLalcJRc6sg.png" data-src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*RCy0VDlBR8iKLalcJRc6sg.png" /><br /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"><strong><span style="font-family: 'arial black', sans-serif;"> Mad #540, August 2016. Cover art by Mark Frederick. </span></strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><iframe width="95%" height="265" src="https://clyp.it/yvmvmfmf/widget" frameborder="0"></iframe><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/emGL78/RCO001_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO001_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/i8rnn8/RCO002_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO002_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/khzwfT/RCO003_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO003_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/kqTBEo/RCO004_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO004_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/ck8p0T/RCO005_w_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO005_w_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/bWK7n8/RCO006_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO006_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/bPNSn8/RCO007_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO007_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/eW690T/RCO008_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO008_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/cxYBEo/RCO009_w_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO009_w_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/nsTduo/RCO010_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO010_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/bTEwfT/RCO011_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO011_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/kbtBEo/RCO012_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO012_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/g8P7n8/RCO013_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO013_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/iDP7n8/RCO014_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO014_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/nywL78/RCO015_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO015_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/mxzwfT/RCO016_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO016_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/gCGbfT/RCO017_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO017_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/emRbfT/RCO018_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO018_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/fLnSn8/RCO019_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO019_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/mOD078/RCO020_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO020_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/jDpwfT/RCO021_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO021_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/gdctS8/RCO022_w_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO022_w_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/f0oNLT/RCO023_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO023_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/n5yduo/RCO024_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO024_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/fXDp0T/RCO025_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO025_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/ecFf78/RCO026_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO026_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/k4p7n8/RCO027_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO027_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/mNk2LT/RCO028_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO028_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/fgHGfT/RCO029_w_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO029_w_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/iRpU0T/RCO030_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO030_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/nJ5f78/RCO031_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO031_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/cmDduo/RCO032_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO032_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/ihvDS8/RCO033_w_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO033_w_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/cBu7n8/RCO034_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO034_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/gBsGfT/RCO035_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO035_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/m5r90T/RCO036_1468128316.jpg" alt="RCO036_1468128316" border="0" width="95%"><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><iframe style="width:650px; 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Compendium rarissimum totius Artis Magicae sistematisatae per celeberrimos Artis hujus Magistroshttps://insainment.postach.io/post/compendium-rarissimum-totius-artis-magicae-sistematisatae-per-celeberrimos-artis-hujus-magistros2018-07-13T01:05:49.213000Z2018-06-25T08:09:32ZErebus<div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/fReb5T/15324443694_a2c43cfd08.jpg" alt="15324443694_a2c43cfd08" border="0" width="85%" onContextMenu="return false;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/dMQus8/15324458654_8696cda7dd.jpg" alt="15324458654_8696cda7dd" border="0" width="85%" onContextMenu="return false;"><br clear="none"/></div></div>
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TANGERE <br clear="none"/>Most rare summary of the entire Magical Art put together by the most famous Masters of this Art. Year 1057. Do not touch me <br clear="none"/>”In German and Latin. The title is within an ornamental border in wash, with skulls, skeletons and cross-bones. <br clear="none"/>Illustrated with 31 extraordinary water-colour drawings of demons, and three pages of magical and cabbalistic signs and sigils, etc." <br clear="none"/>Author: Unknown <br clear="none"/>It has been dated anywhere from 1057 up to 1775</p><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The manuscripts begins with three pages of seals, of which only two have headings: the first illustrates the characters of evil spirits, the second records the characters of elemental spirits and the third, those of the good spirits.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>I. Characters of the Evil Spirits</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The demonic hierarchy:</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The four Kings: </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Lucifer. Leviathan. Satan. Belial. </strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Their eight Dukes:</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Astaroth. Magoth. Asmodai. Belzebub.</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Oriens. Baimon. Aritton. Amaimon.</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">And twelve subjects:</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Morech. Nabhi. Tirama. Nudaton.</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Zagrion. Carufur. Rigalon. Zugula.</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Ramaison. Kilik. Sumuran. Aloggiell.</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">This system correspond closely, albeit with differences in spelling, with those found in <strong><em><a href="https://www.yumpu.com/en/embed/view/cDGwCYaKbStTRxrn" target="_blank">The Book of Abramelin</a> </em></strong>(Dehn, Guth, 2006) down to the names of the first 12 spirits subjected to the dukes. These are the closest in their forms to the Peter Hammer edition, published in 1727 in Cologne.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> There is little consistency between the hierarchy and the seals presented.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6HPhjClWBQ/VJ6NOUP4AVI/AAAAAAAAGHI/m4yEw1wYV-4/s1600/1.Eliles.jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6HPhjClWBQ/VJ6NOUP4AVI/AAAAAAAAGHI/m4yEw1wYV-4/s1600/1.Eliles.jpg" width="320" height="209" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">1. Eliles </span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbAz_aexjP4/VJ6NOs-CuLI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/_5ReoxzDxNU/s1600/2.Leviathan.jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbAz_aexjP4/VJ6NOs-CuLI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/_5ReoxzDxNU/s1600/2.Leviathan.jpg" width="320" height="290" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">2. Leviathan (?)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0lGaJoS1d0/VJ6NOoLkJUI/AAAAAAAAGHM/lvXHZpRVzXY/s1600/3.Astharot.jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0lGaJoS1d0/VJ6NOoLkJUI/AAAAAAAAGHM/lvXHZpRVzXY/s1600/3.Astharot.jpg" width="320" height="314" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">3. Astharot</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfBjPTeaD8o/VJ6NPXedytI/AAAAAAAAGHY/kMAq4KK1z-A/s1600/4.Belzebub..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfBjPTeaD8o/VJ6NPXedytI/AAAAAAAAGHY/kMAq4KK1z-A/s1600/4.Belzebub..jpg" width="320" height="201" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">4. Belzebub</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CY-Ki7RsY1A/VJ6NYRGvoOI/AAAAAAAAGH8/85j0_AFatLw/s1600/5.Belial..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CY-Ki7RsY1A/VJ6NYRGvoOI/AAAAAAAAGH8/85j0_AFatLw/s1600/5.Belial..jpg" width="308" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">5. Belial</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH571juniTE/VJ6NYX5b6vI/AAAAAAAAGH4/osFMclqt-KY/s1600/6.Sathan..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH571juniTE/VJ6NYX5b6vI/AAAAAAAAGH4/osFMclqt-KY/s1600/6.Sathan..jpg" width="320" height="196" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">6. Sathan</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: xx-large;">II. Characters of the Elemental Spirits,</strong></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: xx-large;">of Fire, Water, Earth and Air.</strong></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: xx-large;"> </strong></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">These twelve seals, often with astrological siglae included, have no spirit names attached. <br clear="none"/>*Continued numbering, placing in brackets the astrological assignment.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea8EaGsFzSM/VJ6QFJpDY1I/AAAAAAAAGI4/coit2eUyKI4/s1600/7..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea8EaGsFzSM/VJ6QFJpDY1I/AAAAAAAAGI4/coit2eUyKI4/s1600/7..jpg" width="320" height="280" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">7. (Venus)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPalM3oxL-A/VJ6QFgfmDEI/AAAAAAAAGJA/voyycoY2L38/s1600/8..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPalM3oxL-A/VJ6QFgfmDEI/AAAAAAAAGJA/voyycoY2L38/s1600/8..jpg" width="320" height="188" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">8. (Venus)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KttuuaZoyN8/VJ6QFvOvEuI/AAAAAAAAGJE/9oXuLvNe4FM/s1600/9..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KttuuaZoyN8/VJ6QFvOvEuI/AAAAAAAAGJE/9oXuLvNe4FM/s1600/9..jpg" width="320" height="282" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">9. (Pisces. Jupiter)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72dWzDw_PLA/VJ6QCty6EbI/AAAAAAAAGIM/rVUK1Ighg6Q/s1600/10..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72dWzDw_PLA/VJ6QCty6EbI/AAAAAAAAGIM/rVUK1Ighg6Q/s1600/10..jpg" width="250" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">10. (Venus)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1by7agTZTFc/VJ6QChh-sUI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/0_7DzxEc5OE/s1600/11..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1by7agTZTFc/VJ6QChh-sUI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/0_7DzxEc5OE/s1600/11..jpg" width="289" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">11. (Moon)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNgr5knNO-U/VJ6QCmcw7iI/AAAAAAAAGIU/BWDUJgkHNao/s1600/12..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNgr5knNO-U/VJ6QCmcw7iI/AAAAAAAAGIU/BWDUJgkHNao/s1600/12..jpg" width="320" height="249" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">12. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFel2RWEnqE/VJ6QDVLI6cI/AAAAAAAAGIY/clIyBqzgyuM/s1600/13..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFel2RWEnqE/VJ6QDVLI6cI/AAAAAAAAGIY/clIyBqzgyuM/s1600/13..jpg" width="320" height="254" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">13. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPm4u0D13FE/VJ6QDuQUGiI/AAAAAAAAGIc/0Ren5jvwh2A/s1600/14..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPm4u0D13FE/VJ6QDuQUGiI/AAAAAAAAGIc/0Ren5jvwh2A/s1600/14..jpg" width="297" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">14. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AyalauRcPpo/VJ6QDl_HgHI/AAAAAAAAGIk/4AGw7oF6T5o/s1600/15..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AyalauRcPpo/VJ6QDl_HgHI/AAAAAAAAGIk/4AGw7oF6T5o/s1600/15..jpg" width="307" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">15. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRA8ceT7bOQ/VJ6QD6Rq8gI/AAAAAAAAGJY/mPLaoZFjSgo/s1600/16..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRA8ceT7bOQ/VJ6QD6Rq8gI/AAAAAAAAGJY/mPLaoZFjSgo/s1600/16..jpg" width="267" height="320" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">16. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVq0_6niaH0/VJ6QEM522yI/AAAAAAAAGIs/lXJGXkaLN0A/s1600/17..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVq0_6niaH0/VJ6QEM522yI/AAAAAAAAGIs/lXJGXkaLN0A/s1600/17..jpg" width="320" height="185" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">17. (No astrological siglae)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_tQ6A3lYuc/VJ6QElwy8UI/AAAAAAAAGI0/Z6u33d_RnyE/s1600/18..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_tQ6A3lYuc/VJ6QElwy8UI/AAAAAAAAGI0/Z6u33d_RnyE/s1600/18..jpg" width="320" height="227" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">18. (Venus)</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"> </div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"> </div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>III. Characters of the Good Spirits</strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong> </strong></span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Third page of seals, f.4r, is dedicated to the good spirits. Unnamed as well, these are mainly planetary characters found in Agrippa s Occult Philosophy, Book I, chap.XXXIII (below) but also characters I have yet to identify.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: justify;"> </div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJlAw1vqoao/VJ6fRj_mqxI/AAAAAAAAGJ4/rEGhA9psg4s/s1600/19..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJlAw1vqoao/VJ6fRj_mqxI/AAAAAAAAGJ4/rEGhA9psg4s/s1600/19..jpg" width="400" height="166" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">19. Cf. Agrippa, Saturn, seal 3</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReZzULBNcQo/VJ6fRuPwGcI/AAAAAAAAGLM/5ph2r8CIYJg/s1600/20..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReZzULBNcQo/VJ6fRuPwGcI/AAAAAAAAGLM/5ph2r8CIYJg/s1600/20..jpg" width="200" height="134" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">20. Cf. Agrippa, Saturn, seal 4</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aBerS2Lcw7g/VJ6fRUTDSnI/AAAAAAAAGJ0/kH_PB5hGr-U/s1600/21..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aBerS2Lcw7g/VJ6fRUTDSnI/AAAAAAAAGJ0/kH_PB5hGr-U/s1600/21..jpg" width="124" height="200" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">21. Cf. Agrippa, Saturn, seal 5</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Knp_6BStprU/VJ6fSY-neXI/AAAAAAAAGKA/SEguv-QPDQw/s1600/22..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Knp_6BStprU/VJ6fSY-neXI/AAAAAAAAGKA/SEguv-QPDQw/s1600/22..jpg" width="200" height="197" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">22. Cf. Agrippa, Jupiter, seal 7</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFyAajQzzE/VJ6fShnadEI/AAAAAAAAGKE/c-5vyE-fdDI/s1600/23..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFyAajQzzE/VJ6fShnadEI/AAAAAAAAGKE/c-5vyE-fdDI/s1600/23..jpg" width="200" height="165" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">23. Cf. Agrippa, Mercury, seal 1</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRzcJ0WVMoQ/VJ6fTV5DyFI/AAAAAAAAGKM/WmJX7D9XomA/s1600/24..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRzcJ0WVMoQ/VJ6fTV5DyFI/AAAAAAAAGKM/WmJX7D9XomA/s1600/24..jpg" width="200" height="106" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">24. Cf. Agrippa, Mercury, seal 5</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6n4aKtCGUU/VJ6fTnsJFVI/AAAAAAAAGKU/4Gkfl4sHsiQ/s1600/25..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6n4aKtCGUU/VJ6fTnsJFVI/AAAAAAAAGKU/4Gkfl4sHsiQ/s1600/25..jpg" width="194" height="200" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">25. Cf. Agrippa, Sun, seal 1</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDyRLkSgZQo/VJ6fUEIC59I/AAAAAAAAGKY/yFwr8XRHz2g/s1600/26..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDyRLkSgZQo/VJ6fUEIC59I/AAAAAAAAGKY/yFwr8XRHz2g/s1600/26..jpg" width="400" height="168" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">26. Cf. Agrippa, Sun, seal 5</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VqxCkI3nec/VJ6fUlmiBVI/AAAAAAAAGKs/ValEDI8Cu3c/s1600/27..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VqxCkI3nec/VJ6fUlmiBVI/AAAAAAAAGKs/ValEDI8Cu3c/s1600/27..jpg" width="200" height="180" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">27. Unidentified. Magical Calendar?</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry0LCWZE64w/VJ6fUyGGAEI/AAAAAAAAGKo/NhDX7OblG7Q/s1600/28..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry0LCWZE64w/VJ6fUyGGAEI/AAAAAAAAGKo/NhDX7OblG7Q/s1600/28..jpg" width="320" height="200" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;">28. Cf. Agrippa, Sun, seal 2</span></div><br clear="none"/><div style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px;"><span style="font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqwvn8TJeGs/VJ6fV31CNiI/AAAAAAAAGK0/4nOwNYDrbnI/s1600/29..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqwvn8TJeGs/VJ6fV31CNiI/AAAAAAAAGK0/4nOwNYDrbnI/s1600/29..jpg" width="172" height="200" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">29. Unidentified.</span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a style="text-decoration-line: none; color: #281ee5; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahH-NZmJrxo/VJ6fWY22moI/AAAAAAAAGK4/4-Z8-U6xs5g/s1600/30..jpg"><img style="border: 1px solid #eeeeee; position: relative; padding: 5px; background-image: initial; background-position: initial; background-size: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahH-NZmJrxo/VJ6fWY22moI/AAAAAAAAGK4/4-Z8-U6xs5g/s1600/30..jpg" width="320" height="190" border="0" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="color: #0a0000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 19.8px; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">30. Unidentified.</span></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h1 style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/feOBPo/Agrippa_von_Nettesheim_Heinrich_Cornelius_di_Jean_Jacques_Boissard.jpg" alt="Agrippa_von_Nettesheim_Heinrich_Cornelius_di_Jean_Jacques_Boissard" border="0"><br />Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa: <em>Of Occult Philosophy</em>, Book I. (part 2)</h1><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xviii. Of the Inclinations of Enmities.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>On the contrary there are inclinations of Emnities, and they are as it were the <em>odium,</em> and anger, indignation, and a certain kind of obstinate contrariety of nature, so that any thing shuns its contrary, and drives it away out of its presence. Such kinds of inclinations hath <em>Rhubarb</em> against Choller [choler], <em>Treacle</em> against poison, the Saphir [sapphire] Stone against hot biles [boils], and feavorish [feverish] heats, and diseases of the eyes; the Amethyst against drunkenness, the Jasper against Flux of blood, and offensive imaginations, the Emrald [emerald], and Agnus Castus against Lust, Achates against poison, Piony [peony] against the Falling sickness, Corall against the ebullition of black Choller [choler], and pains of the stomack [stomach]. The Topaze against spirituall heats, such as are covetousness, lust, and all manner of excesses of love. The like inclination is there also of Pismire [ants] against the Hearb [herb] Origanum [origano], and the wing of a Bat, and the heart of a Lapwing, from the presence of which they flie [fly]. Also Origanum [origano] is contrary to a certain poisonous fly, which cannot endure the Sun, and resists Salamanders, and loathes Cabbage with such a deadly hatred, that they destroy one the other; so Cucumbers hate oile, and will run themselves into a ring least they should touch it. And it is said that the Gall of a Crow makes men afraid, and drives them sway from where it is, as also certain other things; so a Diamond doth disagree with the Loadstone, that being set by it, it will not suffer Iron to be drawn to it; and sheep fly from Frog-parsley as from some deadly thing: and that which is more wonderfull, nature hath pictured the sign of this death in the livers of sheep, in which the very figure of Frog-parsley being described, doth naturally appear; So Goats do so hate garden basil, as if there were nothing more pernicious. And again, amongst Animals, Mice, and Weesels [weasels] do disagree; whence it is said that Mice will not touch Cheese, if the brains of a Weesel [weasel] be put in the rennet, and besides that the Cheese will not be corrupt with age. So a Lizard is so contrary to Scorpions, that it makes them afraid with its very sight, as also it puts them into a cold sweat; therefore they are killed with the oile of them, which oile also cures the wounds made by Scorpions. There is also an enmity betwixt Scorpions, and Mice: wherefore if a Mouse be applyed to a prick or wound made by a Scorpion, it cures it, as it is reported. There is also an enmity betwixt Scorpions, and Stalabors, Aspes, and Waspes. It is reported also that nothing is so much an enemy to Snakes as Crabs, and that if Swine be hurt therewith they eat them, and are cured. The Sun also being in <em>Cancer,</em> Serpents are tormented. Also the Scorpion, and Crocodile kil [kill] one the other; and if the Bird Ibis doth but touch a crocodile with one of his feathers, he makes him immovable; the Bird called Bustard flies away at the sight of a horse; and a Hart runs away at the sight of a Ram, as also of a Viper. An Elephant trembles at the hearing of the grunting of a Hog, so doth a Lyon [lion] at the sight of a Cock: And Panthers will not touch them that are annointed [anointed] all over with the broth of a Hen, especially if Garlick hath been boiled in it. There is also enmity betwixt Foxes, and Swans, Buls [bulls], and Daws [jackdaws]. Amongst Birds also some are at a perpetuall strife one with another, as also with other Animals, as Daws [jackdaws], and Owles, the Kite, and Crows, the Turtle, and Ring-taile, Egepis, and Eagles, Harts, and Dragons. Also amongst Water Animals there is enmity, as betwixt Dolphins, and Whirpools, Mullets, and Pikes, Lampreys, and Congers: Also the fish called Pourcontrel makes the Lobster so much afraid, that the Lobster seeing the other but neer him, is struck dead. The Lobster, and Conger tear one the other. The Civet Cat is said to stand so in awe of the Panther, that he hath no power to resist him, or touch his skin: and they say that if the skins of both of them be hanged up one against the other, the haires of the Panthers skin fall off. And <em>Orus Apollo</em> saith in his Hieroglyphicks, if any one be girt about with the skin of the Civet Cat, that he may pass safely through the middle of his enemies, and not at all be afraid. Also the Lamb is very much afraid of the Wolf, and flies from him. And they say that if the taile, or skin, or head of a Wolf be hanged upon the sheep-coate, the sheep are much troubled, and cannot eat their meat for fear. And <em>Pliny</em> makes mention of a Bird, called <em>Marlin,</em> that breaks Crows Eggs; whose young are so annoyed by the Fox that she also will pinch, and pull the Foxes whelps, and the Fox her self also: which when the Crows see, they help the Fox against her, as against a common enemy. The litle Bird called a Linnet living in Thistles, hates Asses, because they eat the Flowers of Thistles. Also there is such a bitter enmity betwixt the litle bird called Esalon, and the Asse, that their blood will not mix together, and that at the braying of the Asse both the eggs and young of the Esalon perish. There is also such a disagreement betwixt the Olive-tree and a Harlot, that if she Plant it, it will either be alwayes unfruitfull, or altogether wither. A Lyon [lion] fears nothing so much as fired Torches, and will be tamed by nothing so much as by these: and the Wolf fears neither sword, nor spear, but a stone, by the throwing of which a wound being made, worms breed in the Wolf. A Horse fears a Camell, so that he cannot endure to see so much as his picture. An Elephant when he rageth, is quieted by seeing of a Cock. A Snake is afraid of a man that is naked, but pursues a man that is clothed. A mad Bull is tamed by being tyed to a Fig-tree. Amber draws all things to it besides Garden Basill, and those things, which are smeared with oile, betwixt which there is a kinde of a naturall Antipathy. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xix. How the Virtues of things are to be tryed and found out, which are in them specifically, or in any one Individuall by way of speciall gift.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover thou must consider that the Vertues of things are in some things according to the species, as boldness, and courage in a Lyon [lion], & Cock: fearfulness in a Hare, or Lamb, ravenousness in a Wolf, treachery, and deceitfulness in a Fox, flattery in a Dog, covetousness in a Crow, and Daw [jackdaw], pride in a Horse, anger in a Tygre [tiger], and Boar, sadness, and melancholy in a Cat, lust in a sparrow, and so of the rest. For the greatest part of naturall Vertues doth follow the species. Yet some are in things individually; as there be some men which do so wonderfully abhor the sight of a Cat, that they cannot look upon her without quaking; which fear it is manifest is not in them as they are men. And <em>Avicen</em> tels of a man that lived in his time, whom all poisonous things did shun, all of them dying, which did by chance bite him, he himself not being hurt, and <em>Albertus</em> reports that in a City of the <em>Ubians</em> he saw a wench who would catch Spiders to eat them, and being much pleased with such a kind of meat, was wonderfully nourished therewith. So is boldness in a Harlot, fearfulness in a Thief. And upon this account it is that Philosophers say, that anyparticular thing that never was sick, is good against any manner of sickness: therefore they say that a bone of a dead man, who never had a feavor [fever], being laid upon the patient, frees him of his quartane. There are also many singular vertues infused into particular things by Celestiall bodies, as we have shewed before. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xx. That natural Vertues are in some things throughout their whole substance, and in other things in certain parts, and members.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Again thou must consider, that the vertues of things are in some things in the whole (<em>i.e.</em>) the whole substance of them, or in all their parts, as that little fish <em>Echeneis,</em> which is said to stop a ship by its meer touch, this it doth not do according to any particular part, but according to the whole substance. So the Civet Cat hath this in its whole substance, that Dogs by the very touch of his shadow hold their peace. So Salendine is good for the sight, not according to any one but all its parts, not more in the root then in the leaves, and seeds; and so of the rest. But some vertues are in things according to some parts of it, <em>viz.</em> only in the tongue, or eyes, or some other members, and parts; so in the eyes of a Basilisk, is a most violent power to kill men, assoon as they see them: the like power is there in the eyes of the Civet Cat, which makes any Animall that it hath looked upon, to stand still, to be amazed, and not able to move it self. The like vertue is there in the eyes of some Wolfes [wolves], which if they see a man first, make him amazed, and so hoarse, that if he would cry out, he hath not the use of his voice: Of this <em>Virgil</em> makes mention, when he sings,</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong> Moeris <em>is dumb, hath lost his voice, and why? The Wolf on</em> Moeris <em>first hath cast his eye.</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>So also there were some certain women in <em>Scythia,</em> and amongst the <em>Illyrians,</em> and <em>Triballians,</em> who as often as they looked angrily upon any man, were said to slay him. Also we read of a certain people of <em>Rhodes,</em> called <em>Telchines,</em> who corrupted all things with their sight, wherefore <em>Jupiter</em> drowned them. Therefore Witches, when they would after this manner work by witchcraft, use the eyes of such kind of Animals in their waters for the eyes, for the like effects. In like manner do Pismires [ants] fly from the heart of a Lapwing, not from the head, foot, or eyes. So the gall of Lizards being bruised in Water is said to gather Weesels [weasels] together, not the taile or the head of it; and the gall of Goats put into the Earth in a brazen Vesel [vessel], gathers Frogs together; and a Goats liver is an enemy to Butterflies and all Maggots, and dogs shun them that have the heart of a Dog about them, and Foxes will not touch those poultry that have eaten the liver of a Fox. So divers things have divers vertues dispersed variously through several parts, as they are from above infused into them according to the diversity of things to be received; as in a mans body the bones receive nothing but life, the eyes sight, the ears hearing. And there is in mans body a certain little bone, which the Hebrews call LVZ, of the bigness of a pulse that is husked, which is subject to no corruption, neither is it overcome with Fire, but is alwaies preserved unhurt, out of which, as they say, as a Plant out of the seed, our Animall bodies shall in the Resurrection of the dead spring up. And these vertues are not cleared by reason, but by experience. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxi. Of the Virtues of things which are in them only in their life time, and such as remain in them even after their death.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover we must know that there are some properties in things only whilest they live, and some that remain after their death. So the litle fish <em>Echeneis</em> stops the ships, and the Basilisk, and Catablepa kill with their sight, when they are alive; but when they are dead do no such thing. So they say that in the Colick, if a live Duck be applyed to the belly, it takes away the pain, and her self dies: like to this is that which <em>Archytas</em> sayes. If you take a heart newly taken out of an Animall, and whilest it is yet warm, and hang it upon one that hath a quartane feavor [fever], it drives it away. So if any one swallow the heart of a Lapwing, or a Swallow, or a Weesel [weasel], or a Mole whilest it is yet warm with naturall heat, it shall be helpfull to him for remembring [remembering], understanding, and foretelling: Hence is this generall rule, <em>viz.</em> That whatsoever things are taken out of Animals, whether they be Stones, any Member, Excrements, as Haire, Dung, Nailes, they must be taken from those Animals, whilest they be yet living; and if it be possible, that so they may be alive afterwards. Whence they say, when you take the tongue of a Frog, you must put the Frog into the water again; and if you take the tooth of a Wolf, you must not kill the Wolf; and so of the rest. So writes <em>Democritus,</em> if any one take out the tongue of a water-Frog, yet living, no other part of the body sticking to it, and she be let go into the Water again, & lay it upon the place where the heart beats, of a woman, she shall answer truly whatsoever you ask her. Also they say, that if the eyes of a Frog be before Sun rising bound to the sick party, and the Frog be let go again blind into the Water, they will drive away tertian ague; as also that they will, being bound with the flesh of a Nightingale in the skin of a Hart, keep one alwaies watchfull without sleep. Also the ray of the fork fish being bound to the Navil [navel], is said to make a woman have an easie travel, if it be taken from it alive, and it put into the Sea again. So they say the right eye of a Serpent being applyed, doth help the watering of the eyes, if the Serpent be let go alive. And there is a certain fish, or great Serpent called <em>Myrus,</em> whose eye, if it be pulled out, and bound to the forehead of the patient, is said to cure the inflamation [inflammation] of the eyes, and that the eye of the fish grows again, and that he is taken blind that did not let the fish go. Also the teeth of all Serpents, being taken out whilest they are alive, and hanged about the patient, are said to cure the quartane. So doth the tooth of a Mole taken out whilest she is alive, being afterwards let go, cure the tooth-ach [toothache]; and Dogs will not bark at those that have the taile of a Weesel [weasel] that is escaped. And <em>Democritus</em> relates that the tongue of a Chameleon, if it be taken from her alive, doth conduce to a good success in trials, and is profitable for women that are in travel, if it be about the outside of the house, for you must take heed that it be not brought into the house, because that would be most dangerous; Moreover there be some properties that remain after death: and of these the <em>Platonists</em> say, that they are things in which the <em>Idea</em> of the matter is less swallowed up, in these, even after death that which is immortall in them, doth not cease to work wonderfull things. So in the Hearbs [herbs], and Plants pulled asunder, and dryed, that vertue is quick, and operative which was infused at first into them by the <em>Idea</em>. Thence it is, that as the Eagle all her life time doth overcome all other birds: so also her feathers after her death destroy, and consume the feathers of all other birds. Upon the same account doth a Lyons [lion's] skin destroy all other skins: and the skin of the Civet Cat destroyes the skin of the Panther: and the skin of a Wolf corrodes the skin of a Lamb: And some of these do not do it by way of a corporeall contact, but also sometimes by their very sound. So a drum made of the skin of a Wolf, makes a drum made of a Lamb skin not to sound. Also a drum made of the skin of the fish called Rotchet, drives away all creeping things, at what distance soever the sound of it is heard: and the strings of an instrument made of the guts [intestines] of a Wolf, and being strained [strung] upon a Harp, or Lute with strings made of sheeps guts, will make no harmony. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxii. How inferior things are subjected to superior bodies, and how the bodies, the actions, and dispositions of men are ascribed to Stars, and Signes.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>It is manifest that all things inferiour are subject to the superiour, and after a manner (as saith <em>Proclus</em>) they are one in the other, <em>viz.</em> in inferiour are superiour, and in superiour are inferiour: so in the Heaven are things Terrestriall, but as in their cause, and in a Celestiall manner; and in the Earth are things Celestiall, but after a Terrestriall manner, as in an effect. So we say that there be here certain things which are Solary, and certain which are Lunary, in which the Sun, and Moon make a strong impression of their vertue. Whence it is that these kind of things receive more operations, and properties, like to those of the Stars, & Signes which they are under: So we know that Solary things respect the heart, & head, by reason that <em>Leo</em> is the house of the Sun, and <em>Aries</em> the exaltation of the Sun: so things under <em>Mars</em> are good for the head, and testicles, by reason of <em>Aries,</em> and <em>Scorpio.</em> Hence they whose senses faile, and heads ake [ache] by reason of drunkenness, if they put their testicles into cold Water, or wash them with Vinegar, find present help. But in reference to these it is necessary to know how mans body is distributed to Planets, & Signes. Know therefore that according to the doctrine of the <em>Arabians,</em> the Sun rules over the brain, heart, the thigh, the marrow, the right eye, and the spirit; also the tongue, the mouth, and the rest of the Organs of the senses, as well internall as externall; also the hands, feet, legs, nerves, and the power of imagination. That <em>Mercury</em> rules over the spleen, stomack [stomach], bladder, womb, and right ear, as also the faculty of the common sense. That <em>Saturn</em> rules over the liver and fleshy part of the stomack [stomach]. That <em>Jupiter</em> over the belly, and navill [navel], whence it is written by the Ancients, that the effigies of a navil [navel] was laid up in the temple of <em>Jupiter Hammon.</em> Also some attribute to him the ribs, breast, bowels, blood, arms, and the right hand, and left ear, and the powers natural. And some set <em>Mars</em> over the blood, and veins, the kidnies [kidneys], the bag of the gall [gall bladder], the buttocks, the back, motion of the sperm, and the irascible power. Again they set <em>Venus</em>over the kidnies [kidneys], the testicles, the privities, the womb, the seed, and concupiscible power; as also the flesh, fat, belly, breast, navill [navel], and all such parts as server to venerall [venereal] acts, also the <em>Os sacrum</em>, the back bone [backbone], and loins; as also the head, mouth, with which they give a kiss, as a token of love. Now the Moon, although she may challenge the whole body, and every member thereof according to the variety of the Signes: yet more particularly they ascribe to her the brain, lungs, marrow of the back bone [backbone], the stomack [stomach], the menstrues, and all other excrements, and the left eye, as also the power of increasing. But <em>Hermes</em> saith, That there are seven holes in the head of an Animall, distributed to the seven Planets, <em>viz.</em> the right ear to <em>Saturne,</em> the left to <em>Jupiter,</em>the right nostrell [nostril] to <em>Mars,</em> the left to <em>Venus,</em> the right eye to the <em>Sun,</em> the left to the <em>Moon,</em> and the mouth to <em>Mercury.</em> The severall Signes also of the <em>Zodiack</em> take care of their members. So <em>Aries</em> governs the head, and face, <em>Taurus</em> the neck, <em>Gemini</em> the armes, and shoulders, <em>Cancer</em> the breast, lungs, stomack [stomach], and armes, <em>Leo</em> heart, stomack [stomach], liver, and back, <em>Virgo</em> the bowels, and bottome of the stomack [stomach], <em>Libra</em> the kidnies [kidneys], thighs, and buttocks, <em>Scorpius</em> [Scorpio] the genitals, the privities, and womb, <em>Sagittarius</em> the thigh, and groins, <em>Capricornus</em> the knees, <em>Aquarius</em> the legs and shins, <em>Pisces</em> the feet. And as the triplicities of these Signes answer one the other, and agree in Celestials, so also they agree in the members, which is sufficiently manifest by experience, because with the coldness of the feet, the belly, and breast are affected, which members answer the same triplicity; whence it is, if a medicine be applyed to the one, it helps the other, as by the warming of the feet, the pain of the belly ceaseth. Remember therefore this order, and know, that things which are under any one of the Planets, have a certain particular aspect, or inclination to those members that are attributed to that Planet, and especially to the houses, and exaltations thereof. For the rest of the dignities, as those triplicities, and markes, and face, are of litle account in this; upon this account therefore Piony [peony], Balme, Clove-gilliflowers, Citron-pils, sweet Marjoram, Cynnamon [cinnamon], Saffron, Lignum Aloes, Frankincense, Amber, Musk, and Myrrh help the head, and heart; by reason of <em>sol</em>[the Sun], <em>Aries,</em> and <em>Leo:</em> so doth Rib-wort, the Hearb [herb] of <em>Mars,</em> help the head, and testicles by reason of <em>Aries,</em>and <em>Scorpio:</em> and so of the rest. Also all things under <em>Saturne</em> conduce to sadness, and melancholly [melancholy]; those under <em>Jupiter</em> to mirth, and honour; those under <em>Mars</em> to boldness, contention, and anger; those under the <em>Sun</em> to glory, victory and courage; those under <em>Venus</em> to love, lust, and concupiscence; those under <em>Mercury</em> to Eloquence; those under the <em>Moon</em> to a common life. Also all the actions, and dispositions of men are distributed according to the Planets. For <em>Saturne</em> governes old men, Monkes, melancholly [melancholy] men, and hid treasures; and those things which are obtained with long journies [journeys], and difficulty; but <em>Jupiter,</em> those that are Religious, Prelates, Kings, and Dukes, and such kind of gains that are got lawfully: <em>Mars</em> rules over Barbers, Chirurgeons, Physitians [physicians], Sergeants, Executioners, Butchers, all that make fires, Bakers, Souldiers [soldiers], who are every where called Martial men. Also do the other Stars signifie their office, as they are described in the books of Astrologers. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxiii. How we shall know what Stars natural things are under, and what things are under the Sun, which are called Solary.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Now it is very hard to know, what Star, or Signe every thing is under: yet it is known through the imitation of their rayes, or motion, or figure of the superiours. Also some of them are known by their colours and odours, also some by the effects of their operations, answering to some Stars. So then Solary things, or things under the power of the Sun are, amongst Elements, the lucid flame; in the humours, the purer blood, and spirit of life; amongst tasts [tastes], that which is quick, mixed with sweetness. Amongst Metals, Gold by reason of its splendor, and its receiving that from the Sun which makes it cordiall. And amongst stones, they which resemble the rayes of the Sun by their golden sparklings, as doth the glittering stone Aetites which hath power against the Falling-sickness, and poisons: so also the stone, which is called the eye of the Sun, being of a figure like to the Apple of the eye, from the middle whereof shines forth a ray, it comforts the brain, and strengthens the sight; So the Carbuncle which shines by night, hath a vertue against all aiery, and vaporous poison: so the Chrysolite stone is of a light green colour, in which, when it is held against the Sun, there shines forth a golden Star; and this comforts those parts that serve for breathing, & helps those that be Asthmaticall, and if it be bored through, and the hole filled with the Mane of an Asse, and bound to the left arme, it drives away idle imaginations, and melancholy fears, and puts away foolishness: So the stone called Iris, which is like Crystall in colour, being often found with six corners, when under some roof part of it is held against the rayes of the Sun, and the other part is held in the shadow, it gathers the rayes of the Sun into it self, which, whilest it sends them forth, by way of reflection, makes a Rain-bow [rainbow] appear on the opposite wall. Also the Stone Heliotropion [heliotrope] green like the Jasper, or Emrald [emerald], beset with red specks [<em>i.e.</em> bloodstone], makes a man constant, renowned, and famous, also it conduceth to long life: And the vertue of it indeed is most wonderfull upon the beams of the Sun, which it is said to turn into blood (<em>i.e.</em>) to appear of the colour of blood, as if the Sun were eclypsed [eclipsed], <em>viz.</em> When it is joyned to the juice of a Hearb [herb] of the same name, and be put into a vessell of Water: There is also another vertue of it more wonderfull, and that is upon the eyes of men, whose sight it doth so dim, and dazel [dazzle], that it doth not suffer him that carries it to see it, & this it doth not do without the help of the Hearb [herb] of the same name, which also is called Heliotropium [heliotrope], (<em>i.e.</em>) following the Sun. These vertues doth <em>Albertus Magnus,</em> and <em>William</em> of <em>Paris</em> confirm in their writings. The Hyacinth also hath a vertue from the Sun against poisons, and pestiferous vapours; it makes him that carries it to be safe, and acceptable; it conduceth also to riches, and wit, it strengthens the heart; being held in the mouth, it doth wonderfully cheer up the mind. Also there is the stone Pyrophylus, of a red mixture, which <em>Albertus Magnus</em> saith <em>Æsculapius,</em> makes mention of in one of his Epistles unto <em>Octavius Augustus,</em> saying, that there is a certain poison so wonderfull cold, which preserves the heart of man being taken out from burning, so that if for any time it be put into the Fire, it is turned into a stone, and this is that stone which is called Pyrophylus, from the fire. It hath a wonderfull vertue against poison, and it makes him that carries it, to be renowned and dreadfull to his enemies. But above all, that stone is most Solary, which <em>Apollonius</em> is reported to have found, and which is called <em>Pantaura,</em>which draws other stones to it, as the Loadstone doth Iron, most powerfull against all poisons; it is called by some Pantherus, because it is spotted like the beast called the Panther. It is therefore also called Pantochras, because it contains all colours. <em>Aaron</em> cals it Evanthum. There are also other Solary stones, as the Topazius, Chrysopassus, the Rubine, and Balagius. So also is Auripigmentum, and things of a golden colour, and very lucid. Amongst plants also and trees, those are Solary, which turn towards the Sun, as the Marygold [marigold], and those which fold in their leaves when the Sun is neer upon setting, but when it riseth unfold their leaves by little and little. The Lote-tree also is Solary, as is manifest by the figure of the fruit & leaves. So also Piony [peony], Sallendine, Balme, Ginger, Gentian, Dittany, & Vervin [vervain], which is of use in prophecying [prophesying], and expiations, as also driving away evill spirits. The Bay-tree also is consecrated to <em>Phoebus,</em> so is the Cedar, the Palm tree, the ash, the Ivie [ivy], and Vine, and whatsoever repell poisons, and lightnings, and those things which never fear the extremities of the Winter. Solary also are Mint, Mastick, Zedoary, Saffron, Balsome [balsam], Amber, Musk, Yellow honey, Lignum aloes, Cloves, Cinnamon, Calamus, Aromaticus, Pepper, Frankincense, sweet Marjoram, also Libanotis, which <em>Orpheus</em> cals the sweet perfume of the Sun. Amongst Animals those are Solary which are magnanimous, couragious [courageous], ambitious of victory, and renown: as the Lyon [lion], King of beasts, the Crocodile, the spotted Wolf, the Ram, the Boar, the Bull, King of the herd, which was by the Egyptians at Heliopolis dedicated to the Sun, which they called Verites; and an Ox was consecrated to <em>Apis</em> in Memphi [Memphis], and in Herminthus a Bull by the name of <em>Pathis.</em> The Wolf also was consecrated to <em>Apollo,</em> and <em>Latona.</em> Also the beast called Baboon is Solary, which twelve times in a day, <em>viz.</em> every hour barks, and in time of Equinoctium [equinox] pisseth [urinates] twelve times every hour: the same also it doth in the night, whence the Egyptians did Engrave him upon their Fountains. Also amongst birds these are Solary, The Phoenix, being but one of that kind, and the Eagle, the Queen of birds, also the Vulture, the Swan, and those which sing at the rising Sun, and as it were call upon it to rise, as the Cock, Crow, also the Hawk, which because it in the Divinity of the Egyptians is an emblem of the spirit, and light, is by Porphyrius [Porphyry] reckoned amongst the Solary birds. Moreover, all such things as have some resemblance of the works of the Sun, as Worms shining in the night, and the Betle [beetle], which is a creature that lies under Cow-dung, also according to <em>Appious</em> interpretation, such whose eyes are changed according to the course of the Sun, are accounted Solary, and those things which come of them. And amongst fish, the Sea Calf is chiefly Solary, who doth resist lightning, also shell fish, and the fish called <em>Pulmo,</em> both which shine in the night, and the fish called Stella [i.e. starfish] for his parching heat, and the fish called Strombi [i.e. strombite or sea-snail], that follow their King, and Margari [i.e. oyster], which also have a King, and being dryed, are hardened into a stone of a golden colour. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxiv. What things are Lunary, or under the power of the Moon.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>These things are Lunary, amongst the Elements, <em>viz.</em> the Earth, then the Water, as well that of the Sea, as of the Rivers, and all moist things, as the moisture of Trees, and Animals, especially they which are White, as the Whites of Eggs, fat, sweat, flegme [phlegm], and the superfluities of bodies. Amongst tasts [tastes], salt, and insipid; amongst Metals, Silver; amongst stones, Crystall, the Silver Marcasite, and all those stones that are White, and Green. Also the stone Selenites (<em>i.e.</em>) Lunary, shining from a white body, with a yellow brightness, imitating the motion of the Moon, having in it the figure of the Moon which daily increaseth, or decreaseth as doth the Moon. Also Pearls, which are generated in shels [shells] of fishes from the droppings of Water, also the Berill [beryl]. Amongst Plants and Trees, these are Lunary, as the Selenotropion, which turns towards the Moon, as doth the Heliotropion towards the Sun, and the Palme tree sends forth a bough at every rising of the Moon; Hyssope also, and Rosemary, Agnus Castu, and the Olive-tree, are Lunary. Also the Hearb [herb] Chinosta, which increaseth, and decreaseth with the Moon, <em>viz.</em> in substance, and number of leaves, not only in Sap, and vertue, which indeed is in some sort common to all Plants, except Onions, which are under the influence of <em>Mars,</em> which have contrary properties; As amongst flying things the Saturnine bird, called a Quaile is a great enemy to the Moon and Sun. Lunary Animals are such as delight to be in mans company, and such as do naturally excell in love, or hatred, as all kinds of Dogs: The Chameleon also is Lunary, which alwaies assumes a colour according to the variety of the colour of the object: as the Moon changeth her nature according to the variety of the Signe which it is found in. Lunary also are Swine, Hinds, Goats, and all Animals whatsoever, that observe, and imitate the motion of the Moon: As the Baboon, and Panther, which is said to have a spot upon her shoulder like the Moon, increasing into a roundness, and having horns that bend inwards. Cats also are Lunary, whose eyes become greater or less, according to the course of the Moon: and those things which are of like nature, as Menstruous blood, of which are made wonderfull and strange things by Magicians; The Civet-Cat also changing her sex, being obnoxious to divers Sorceries, and all Animals that live in water as well as on land: as Otters, and such as prey upon fish. Also all Monstrous beasts, such as without any manifest seed are equivocally generated, as Mice, which sometimes are generated by Coition, sometimes of the putrefaction of the Earth. Amongst fowle, Geese, Ducks, Didoppers, and all kind of watery fowl as prey upon fish, as the Heron, and those that are equivocally produced, as Wasps of the Carkases [carcasses] of horses: Bees of the putrefaction of Cows, small Flies of putrefied wine, and Betles [beetles] of the flesh of Asses; but most Lunary of all is the two-horned Betle [beetle], horned after the manner of a Bull: which digs under Cow-dung, and there remaines for the space of twenty eight daies, in which time the Moon measures the whole <em>Zodiack,</em> and in the twenty ninth day, when it thinks there will be a conjunction of their brightness, it opens the dung and casts it into Water, from whence then come Betles [beetles]. Amongst fish these are Lunary, Ælurus, whose eyes are changed according to the course of the Moon, and whatsoever observes the motion of the Moon, as the Tortoise, the Echeneis, Crabs, Oisters [oysters], Cockles, and Frogs. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxv. What things are Saturnine, or under the power of Saturne.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Saturnine things, amongst Elements, are Earth, and also Water: amongst humors, black Choller [choler] that is moist, as well natural, as adventitious, adust Choller [choler] excepted. Amongst tasts [tastes], soure, tart, and dead. Amongst Metals, Lead, and Gold, by reason of its weight, and the golden Marcasite. Amongst stones, the Onix [onyx], the Ziazaa, the Camonius, the Saphir [sapphire], the brown Jasper, the Chalcedon, the Loadstone, and all dark, weighty, earthy things. Amongst Plants, and Trees the Daffodill, Dragon-wort [dragon's wort], Rue, Cummin [cumin], Hellebor [Hellebore], the tree from whence Benzoine comes, Mandrake, Opium, and those things which stupifie, and those things which are never sown, and never bear fruit, and those which bring forth berries of a dark colour, and black fruit, as the black Fig-tree, the Pine-tree, the Cypress-tree, and a certain tree used at burials, which never springs afresh with berries, rough, of a bitter tast [taste], of a strong smell, of a black shadow, yielding a most sharp pitch, bearing a most unprofitable fruit, never dies with age, deadly, dedicated to <em>Pluto,</em> as is the Hearb [herb] pas-flower, with which they were wont Anciently to strow the graves before they put the dead bodies into them, wherefore it was lawfull to make their Garlands at feasts with all Hearbs [herbs], and Flowers besides pas-flowers, because it was mournfull, and not conducing to mirth. Also all creeping Animals, living apart, and solitary, nightly, sad, contemplative, dull, covetous, fearfull, melancholly [melancholy], that take much pains, slow, that feed grosly, and such as eat their young. Of these kinds therefore are the Ape, the Cat, the Hog, the Mule, the Camel, the Bear, the Mole, the Asses, the Wolf, the Hare, the Dragon, the Basilisk, the Toad, all Serpents, and creeping things, Scorpions, Pismires [ants], and such things as proceed from putrefaction in the Earth, in Water, or in the ruines of houses, as Mice, and many sorts of Vermin. Amongst birds those are Saturnine, which have long necks, and harsh voices, as Cranes, Estriches [ostriches], and Peacocks, which are dedicated to <em>Saturn,</em> and <em>Juno.</em> Also the scrich-Owle [screech-owl], the horn-Owle [horned-owl], the Bat, the Lapwing, the Crow, the Quaile, which is the most envious bird of all. Amongst fishes, the Eel, living apart from all other fish; the Lamprey, the Dog-fish, which devours her young, also the Tortoise, Oisters [oysters], Cockles, to which may be added Sea-spunges [sea-sponges], and all such things as come of them. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxvi. What things are under the power of Jupiter, and are called Jovial.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Things under <em>Jupiter,</em> amongst Elements, are the Aire: amongst humors, blood, and the spirit of life, also all things which respect the encrease [increase], nourishment, and vegetation of the life. Amongst tasts [tastes] such as are sweet, and pleasant. Amongst Metals, Tin, Silver, and Gold, by reason of their temperateness: Amongst stones, the Hyacinth, Beril [beryl], Saphir [sapphire], [tutia],<sup>1</sup> the Emrald [emerald], green Jasper, and [permanently green and copper coloured] <aiery colours>:<sup>2</sup> Amongst Plants and Trees, Sea-green, Garden Basil, Bugloss, Mace, Spike, Mints, Mastick, Elicampane, the Violet, Darnell, Henbane, the Poplar tree, and those which are called lucky trees, as the Oke [oak], the tree æsculus [horse-chestnut] which is like an Oke [oak] but much bigger, the Holm tree, the Beech tree, the Hasle [hazel] tree, the Service tree, the white Fig tree, the Pear tree, the Apple tree, the Vine, the Plum tree, the Ash, the Dog-tree, and the Olive tree, and also Oile [oil, oleum]. Also all manner of Corn, as Barley, Wheat, also Raisins, Licorish [licorice], Sugar, and all such things whose sweetness is manifest, and subtile, partaking somewhat of an astringent, and sharp tast [taste], as are Nuts, Almonds, Pine-apples [pineapples], Filberds [filberts], Pistake Nuts [pistachios], roots of Peony, Mirabolaus, Rhubarb, and Manna, <em>Orpheus</em> adds Storax. Amongst Animals such as have some stateliness, and wisdom in them, and those which are mild, well trained up, and of good dispositions, as the Hart and Elephant, and those which are gentle, as Sheep and Lambs: Amongst birds, those that are of a temperate complexion, as Hens, together with the Yolk of their Eggs. Also the Partridge, the Pheasant, the Swallow, the Pellican [pelican], the Cuckow [cuckoo], the Stork, birds given to a kind of devotion which are Emblemes of gratitude. The Eagle is dedicated to <em>Jupiter,</em> she is the Ensigne of Emperours, and an Embleme of Justice, and Clemency. Amongst fish, the Dolphin, the fish called Anchia [anchovy], the Sheath fish, by reason of his devoutness. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 id="chap27" style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxvii. What things are under the power of Mars, and are called Martial.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>These things are Martiall, amongst Elements, Fire, together with all adust, and sharp things: Amongst humours, Choller [choler]; also bitter tasts [tastes], tart, and burning the tongue, and causing tears: Amongst Metals, Iron, and red Brass; and all fiery, red, and sulphureous things: Amongst Stones the Diamond, Loadstone, the Blood-stone [bloodstone], the Jasper, the stone that consists of divers kinds,<sup>1</sup> and the Amethist [amethyst]. Amongst Plants, and Trees, Hellebor, Garlick, Euphorbium, Cartabana, Armoniack, Radish, the Laurell, Wolfs-bane [wolfsbane], Scammony, and all such as are poysonous [poisonous], by reason of too much heat, and those which are beset round about with prickles, or by touching the skin, burn it, prick it, or make it swell, as Cardis, the Nettle, Crow-foot, and such as being eaten cause tears, as Onyons [onions], Ascolonia, Leeks, Mustardseed, and all thorny Trees, and the Dog-tree [dogwood],<sup>2</sup> which is dedicated to <em>Mars.</em> And all such Animals as are warlike, ravenous, bold, and of clear fancy, as the Horse, Mule, Goat, Kid, Wolf, Libard [leopard], the wild Ass; Serpents also, and Dragons full of displeasure and poyson [poison]; also all such as are offensive to men, as Gnats, Flies, Baboon, by reason of his anger. All birds that are ravenous, devour flesh, break bones, as the Eagle, the Faulcon [falcon], the Hawk, the Vultur [vulture]; and those which are called the fatall<sup>3</sup> Birds, as the Horn-Owl, the Scrich-Owl [screech-owl], Castrels, Kites, and such as are hungry, and ravenous, and such as make a noise in their swallowing, as Crows [*ravens], Daws [*crows], the Pie [*woodpeckers],<sup>4</sup>which above all the rest is dedicated to <em>Mars.</em> And amongst Fishes, the Pike, the Barbell, the Fork-fish, the Fish that hath horns like a Ram, the Sturgeon, the Glacus, all which are great devourers, and ravenous. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 id="chap28" style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxviii. What things are under the power of Venus, and are called Venereall.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>These things are under <em>Venus,</em> amongst Elements, Aire, and Water; amongst humours, Flegm [phlegm], with Blood, Spirit, and Seed; amongst tasts [tastes], those which are sweet, unctuous, and delectable; amongst Metals, Silver, and Brass, both yellow, and red; amongst Stones, the Berill [beryl], Chrysolite, Emrald [emerald], Saphir [sapphire], green Jasper, Corneola [carnelian], the stone Aetites, the Lazull [lazuli] stone, Corall, and all of a fair, various, white, and green Colour; amongst Plants and Trees the Vervin [vervain], Violet, Maidenhaire, Valerian, which by the Arabian is called Phu; also Thyme, the gum Ladanum, Amber-grise [*amber],<sup>1</sup> Musk, Sanders [sandalwood], Coriander, and all sweet perfumes, and delightfull, and sweet fruits, as sweet Pears, Figs, Pomegranats [pomegranates], which the Poets say was, in Cyprus, first sown by <em>Venus.</em> Also the Rose of <em>Lucifer</em> was dedicated to her, also the Myrtle tree of <em>Hesperus.</em> Moreover all luxurious, delicious Animals, and of a strong love, as Dogs, Conies, stinking Sheep, and Goats, both female, and male, which generates sooner then any other Animall, for they say that he couples after the seventh day of his being brought forth; also the Bull for his disdain, and the Calf for his wantonness. Amongst birds the Swan, the Wagtail, the Swallow, the Pellican [pelican], the Burgander, which are very loving to their yong [young]. Also the Crow, and Pigeon, which is dedicated to <em>Venus,</em> and the Turtle [turtledove], one whereof was Commanded to be offered at the purification, after bringing forth. The Sparrow also was dedicated to <em>Venus,</em> which was Commanded in the Law to be used in the purification, after the Leprosie [leprosy], a martiall disease, then which nothing was of more force to resist it. Also the Egyptians called the Eagle <em>Venus,</em> because she is prone to Venery, for after she hath been trod thirteen times a day, if the Male call her, she runs to him again. Amongst fishes, these are Venereall, the lustfull Pilchards, the letcherous [lecherous] Gilthead, the Whiting for her love to her yong [young], Crab fighting for his Mate, and Tithymallus for its fragrance, and sweet smell. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxix. What things are under the power of Mercury, and are called Mercuriall.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Things under <em>Mercury</em> are these; amongst Elements, Water, although it moves all things indistinctly; amongst humors, those especially which are mixed, as also the Animall spirit; amongst tasts [tastes] those that are various, strange, and mixed: amongst Metals, Quick-silver, Tin, the Slver Marcasite; amongst stones, the Emrald [emerald], Achates [agates], red Marble, Topaze, and those which are of divers colours, and various figures naturally, & those that are artificiall, as glass, & those which have a colour mixed with yellow, and green. Amongst Plants, and Trees, the Hazle [hazel], Five-leaved-grass, the Hearb [herb] Mercury, Fumitary, Pimpernell, Marjoram, Parsly [parsley], and such as have shorter and less leaves, being compounded of mixed natures, and divers colours. Animals also, that are of quick sence, ingenious, strong, inconstant, swift, and such as become easily acquainted with men, as Dogs, Apes, Foxes, Weesels [weasels], the Hart, and Mule; and all Animals that are of both sexes, and those which can change their Sex, as the Hare, Civet-Cat, and such like. Amongst birds, those which are naturally witty, melodious, and inconstant, as the Linet, Nightingale, Blackbird, Thrush, Lark, the Gnat-sapper, the bird Calandra, the Parret [parrot], the Pie, the Bird Ibis, the bird Porphyrio, the black Betle [beetle] with one horn. And amongst fish, the fish called Trochius, which goes into himself, also Pourcontrell for deceitfulness, and changeableness, and the Fork fish for its industry; the Mullet also that shakes off the bait on the hook with his taile. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxx. That the whole sublunary World, and those things which are in it, are distributed to Planets.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover whatsoever is found in the whole world is made according to the governments of the Planets, and accordingly receives its vertue. So in Fire the enlivening light thereof is under the government of the Sun, the heat of it under <em>Mars,</em> in the Earth, the various superficies thereof under the <em>Moon,</em> and <em>Mercury;</em> and the starry Heaven, the whole mass of it under <em>Saturne,</em> but in the middle Elements, Aire is under <em>Jupiter,</em> and Water the <em>Moon,</em> but being mixed are under <em>Mercury,</em> and <em>Venus.</em> In like manner naturall active causes observe the Sun, the matter the Moon, the fruitfulness of active causes <em>Jupiter,</em> the fruitfullness of the matter, <em>Venus,</em> the sudden effecting of any thing, <em>Mars,</em> and <em>Mercury,</em> that for his vehemency, this for his dexterity, and manifold vertue: But the permanent continuation of all things is ascribed to <em>Saturne.</em> Also amongst Vegetables, every thing that bears fruit is from <em>Jupiter,</em> and every thing that bears Flowers is from <em>Venus,</em> all Seed, and Bark is from <em>Mercury,</em> and all roots from <em>Saturne,</em> and all Wood from <em>Mars,</em>and leaves from the <em>Moon.</em> Wherefore, all that bring forth fruit, and not Flowers, are of <em>Saturne</em> and <em>Jupiter,</em> but they that bring forth Flowers, and Seed, and not fruit, are of <em>Venus,</em> and <em>Mercury;</em> These which are brought forth of their own accord without Seed, are of the <em>Moon,</em> and <em>Saturn;</em> All beauty is from <em>Venus,</em> all strength from <em>Mars,</em> and every Planet rules, and disposeth that which is like to it. Also in stones, their weight, Clamminess, and Sliptickness is of <em>Saturne,</em>their use, and temperament of <em>Jupiter,</em> their hardness from <em>Mars,</em> their life from the <em>Sun,</em> their beauty and fairness from <em>Venus,</em> their occult vertue from <em>Mercury,</em> and their common use from the <em>Moon.</em> </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxi. How Provinces, and Kingdoms are distributed to Planets.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover the whole Orb of the Earth is distributed by Kingdoms, and Provinces to the Planets, and Signes: For Macedonia, Thracia, Illyria, Arriana, Gordiana, (many of which countries are in the lesser Asia) are under <em>Saturne</em> with <em>Capricorn;</em> but with <em>Aquarius,</em> under him are the Sauromatian Country, Oxiana, Sogdiana, Arabia, Phazania, Media and Æthiopia [Ethiopia], which Countries for the most part belong to the more inward Asia. Under <em>Jupiter</em> with <em>Sagittarius</em>are Tuscana, Celtica, Spaine, and happy Arabia: under him with <em>Pisces,</em> are Lycia, Lydia, Cilicia, Pamphylia, Paphlagonia, Nasamonia, and Lybia. <em>Mars</em> with <em>Aries</em> governs Britany, France, Germany, Bastarnia, the lower parts of Syria, Idumea, and Judea: with <em>Scorpio,</em> he rules Syria, Comagena, Cappadocia, Metagonium, Mauritania, and Getulia. The <em>Sun</em> with <em>Leo</em> governs Italy, Apulia, Sicilia, Phenicia, Chaldea, & the Orchenians. <em>Venus</em> with <em>Taurus</em> governs the Isles Cyclades, the Seas of litle Asia, Cyprus, Parthia, Media, Persia: but with <em>Libra</em> she commands the people of the Island Bractia, of Caspia, of Seres, of Thebais, of Oasis, and of Troglodys. <em>Mercury</em> with <em>Gemini,</em> rules Hircania, Armenia, Mantiana, Cyrenaica, Marmarica, and the lower Egypt: but with <em>Virgo,</em> Greece, Achaia, Creta, Babylon, Mesopotamia, Assyria, and Ela, whence they of that place are in Scripture called Elamites. The <em>Moon</em> with <em>Cancer</em>governs Bithivia, Phrygia, Colchica, Numidia, Africa, Carthage, and all Carchedonia. These we have in this manner gathered from <em>Ptolemies</em> [Ptolomy's] opinion, to which according to the writings of other Astrologers many more may be added. But he which knows how to compare these divisions of Provinces according to the divisions of the Stars, with the Ministery [Ministry] of the ruling Intelligencies, and blessings of the Tribes of Israel, the lots of the Apostles, and typicall seales of the sacred Scripture, shall be able to obtain great and propheticall oracles concerning every Region, of things to come. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxii. What things are under the Signs, the fixed Stars, and their Images.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>The like consideration is to be had in all things concerning the figures of the fixed Stars: so they will have the Terrestiall [terrestrial] Ram to be under the rule of the Celestiall <em>Aries:</em> and the Terrestiall Bull, and Ox to be under the Celestiall <em>Taurus.</em> So also that <em>Cancer</em> should rule over Crabs, and <em>Leo</em> over Lyons [lions]: <em>Virgo</em> over Virgins, and <em>Scorpio</em> over Scorpions. <em>Capricorn</em> over Goats. <em>Sagittarius</em> over Horses, and <em>Pisces</em> over Fishes. Also the Celestiall <em>Ursa</em> over Bears, <em>Hydra</em> over Serpents, and the Dog-star over Dogs, and so of the rest. Now <em>Apuleius</em> distributes certain and peculiar Hearbs [herbs] to the Signes, and Planets, <em>viz.</em> To <em>Aries</em> the Hearb [herb] Sange [sage], to <em>Taurus</em> Vervine [vervain] that growes straight, to <em>Gemini</em> Vervine [vervain] that growes bending, to <em>Cancer</em> Comfrey, to <em>Leo</em> Sowbread, to <em>Virgo</em> Calamint, to <em>Libra</em> Mug-wort, to <em>Scorpio</em> Scorpion-grass, to <em>Sagittarius</em> Pimpernell, to <em>Capricorn</em> the Dock, to <em>Aquarius</em> Dragon-wort [dragon's-wort], to <em>Pisces</em> Hart-wort. And to the Planets these, <em>viz.</em> to <em>Saturne</em> Sen-green, to <em>Jupiter</em> Agrimony, to <em>Mars</em> Sulphur-wort, to the <em>Sun</em> Marygold [marigold], to <em>Venus</em> Wound-wort, to <em>Mercury</em> Mulleine, to the <em>Moon,</em> Peony. But <em>Hermes,</em> whom <em>Albertus</em> follows, distributes to the Planets these, <em>viz.</em> to <em>Saturne</em> the Daffodill, to <em>Jupiter</em> Henbane, to <em>Mars</em> Rib-wort, to the <em>Sun</em> Knotgrass, to <em>Venus</em> Vervine [vervain], to <em>Mercury</em> Cinquefoile, to the <em>Moon,</em> Goos-foot. We also know by experience that Asparagus is under <em>Aries,</em> and Garden-basill under <em>Scorpio;</em> For of the shavings of Rams-horn sowed, comes forth Asparagus, and Garden Basill rubbed betwixt two stones, produceth Scorpions. Moreover I will according to the doctrine of <em>Hermes,</em> and <em>Thebit</em> reckon up some of the more eminent Stars, whereof the first is called the head of <em>Algol,</em> and amongst stones, rules over the Diamond, amongst Plants, black Hellebor, and Mugwort. The second are the Pleiades, or seven Stars, which amongst stones, rule over Crystall, and the stone Diodocus; amongst Plants, the Hearb [herb] Diacedon, and Frankincense, and Fennill [fennel]: and amongst Metals, Quick-silver [quicksilver]. The third is the Star <em>Aldeboran,</em> which hath under it, amongst stones, the Carbuncle, and Ruby: amongst Plants, the Milky Thistle, and Matry-silva. The fourth is called the Goat-Star, which rules, amongst stones, the Saphir [sapphire], amongst Plants, Horehound, Mint, Mugwort, and Mandrake. The fifth is called the great Dog-star, which amongst stones, rules over the Berill [beryl]: amongst Plants, Savin, Mugwort and Dragonwort: and amongst Animals the tongue of a Snake. The sixth is called the lesser Dog-star, and, amongst stones, rules over Achates [agates]: amongst Plants the Flowers of Marigold, and Penyroial [pennyroyal]. The seventh is called the Heart of the Lyon, which amongst stones, rules over the Granate; amongst Plants, Sallendine, Mugwort, and Mastick. The eighth is the Taile of the lesser Bear, which amongst stones, rules over the Loadstone, amongst Hearbs [herbs], Succory, whose leaves, and Flowers turn towards the North, also Mugwort, and the flowers of Perwinckle [periwinkle]; and amongst Animals the tooth of a Wolf. The ninth is called the Wing of the Crow, under which, amongst stones, are such stones as are of the Colour of the black Onyx stone: amongst Plants the Bur, Quadraginus, Henbane, and Comfrey; and amongst Animals the tongue of a Frog. The tenth is called Spica, which hath under it, amongst stones, the Emrald [emerald]: amongst Plants, Sage, Trifoile, Perwinkle [periwinkle], Mugwort, and Mandrake. The eleventh is called Alchamech, which amongst stones, rules over the Jasper: amongst Plants the Plantain. The twelfth is called Elpheia, under this, amongst stones, is the Topaze; amongst Plants, Rosemary, Trifoile, and Ivy. The thirteenth is called the Heart of the Scorpion, under which, amongst stones, is the Sardonius, and Amethist [amethyst]; amongst Plants long Aristolochy, and Saffron. The fourteenth is the Falling Vultur, under which, amongst stones, is the Chrysolite: amongst Plants Succory, and Fumitary. The fifteenth is the Taile of Capricorn under which, amongst stones, is the Chalcedone [chalcedony]: amongst Plants, Majoram [marjoram], Mugwort, and Nip [catnip], and the root of Mandrake.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover this we must know, that every stone, or Plant, or Animal, or any other thing, is not governed by one Star alone, but many of them receive influence, not separated, but conjoyned, from many Stars. So amongst stones, the Chalcedony is under <em>Saturne,</em> and <em>Mercury,</em> together with the Taile of <em>Scorpion,</em> and <em>Capricorn.</em> The Saphir [sapphire] under <em>Jupiter, Saturne,</em> and the Star Alhajoth; Tutia is under <em>Jupiter,</em> and the <em>Sun</em> and <em>Moon,</em> the Emrald [emerald] under <em>Jupiter, Venus,</em> and <em>Mercury,</em> and the Star Spica. The Amethyst, as saith <em>Hermes,</em> is under <em>Mars, Jupiter,</em> and the Heart of the <em>Scorpion.</em> The Jasper, which is of divers kinds is under <em>Mars, Jupiter,</em> and the Star Alchamech, the Chrysolite is under the <em>Sun, Venus,</em> and <em>Mercury,</em> as also under the Star which is called the falling Vultur; the Topaze under the <em>Sun,</em>and the Star Elpheia: the Diamond under <em>Mars,</em> and the Head of Algol. In like manner amongst Vegetables, the Hearb [herb] Dragon is under <em>Saturne,</em> and the Celestiall Dragon, Mastick, and Mints, are under <em>Jupiter,</em> and the <em>Sun;</em> but Mastick is also under the Heart of the Lyon, and Mint under the Goat star: Hellebor is dedicated to <em>Mars,</em> and the Head of Algol, Mosse, and Sanders, to the <em>Sun,</em> and <em>Venus:</em> Coriander to <em>Venus,</em> and <em>Saturne.</em> Amongst Animals, the Sea Calf is under the <em>Sun,</em> and <em>Jupiter;</em> The Fox, and Ape under <em>Saturne,</em> and <em>Mercury:</em> and Domesticall Dogs under <em>Mercury,</em>and the <em>Moon.</em> And thus we have shewed more things in these inferiours by their superiours. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxiii. Of the Seals, and Characters of Natural things.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>All Stars have their peculiar Natures, properties, and conditions, the Seals and Characters whereof they produce through their rayes, even in these inferiour things, <em>viz.</em> in Elements, in Stones, in Plants, in Animals, and their members, whence every thing receives from an harmonious disposition, and from its Star shining upon it, some particular Seal, orCharacter stampt upon it, which is the significator of that Star, or harmony, conteining in it a peculiar vertue, differing from other vertues of the same matter, both generically, specifically, and numerically. Every thing therefore hath its Character pressed upon it by its Star for some particular effect, especially by that Star which doth principally govern it: And these Characters contain, and retain in them the peculiar natures, vertues, and roots of their Stars, and produce the like operations upon other things, on which they are reflected, and stir up, and help the influencies of their Stars, whether they be Planets, or fixed Stars, and figures, and Celestiall signs, <em>viz.</em> as oft as they shall be made in a fit matter, and in their due, and accustomed times. Which ancient wise men considering, such as laboured much in the finding out of the occult properties of things, did set down in writing the images of the Stars, their figures, Seals, Marks, Characters, such as nature her self did describe by the rayes of the Stars, in these inferiour bodies, some in stones, some in Plants, and joynts, and knots of boughs, and some in divers members of Animals. For the Bay-tree, the Lote-tree, and the Marygold [marigold] are Solary Plants, and in their roots, and knots being cut off, shew the Characters of the Sun, so also in the bone, and shoulderblades in Animals: whence there arose a spatulary kind of divining (<em>i.e.</em>) by the shoulder-blades, and in stones, and stony things the Characters, and images of Celestiall things are often found. But seeing that in so great a diversity of things there is not a traditionall knowledge, only in a few things, which humane understanding is able to reach: Therefore leaving those things which are to be found out in Plants, and Stones, and other things, as also, in the members of divers Animals, we shall limit our selves to mans nature only, which seeing it is the compleatest image of the whole universe, containing in it self the whole heavenly harmony, will without all doubt abundantly afford us the Seals, and Characters of all the Stars, and Celestiall Influencies, and those as the more efficacious, which are less differing from the Celestiall nature. But as the number of the Stars is known to God alone, so also their effects, and Seals upon these inferiour things: wherefore no humane intellect is able to attain to the knowledge of them. Whence very few of those things became known to us, which the ancient Philosophers, & Chyromancers [chiromancers] attained to, partly by reason, and partly by experience, and there be many things yet ly hid in the treasury of nture. We shall here in this place note some few Seals,and Characters of the Planets, such as the ancient Chyromancers [chiromancers] knew in the hands of men. These doth <em>Julian</em> call sacred, and divine letters, seeing that by them, according to the holy Scripture is the life of men writ in their hands. And there are in all Nations, and Languages alwaies the same, and like to them, and permanent; to which were added, and found out afterwards many more, as by the ancient, so by latter Chyromancers [chiromancers]. And they that would know them must have recourse to their Volumes. It is sufficient here to shew from whence the Characters of Nature have their original, and in what things they are to be enquired after.</strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">There follow the Figures of Divine Letters.</h2><br clear="none"/><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of Saturne.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_sat.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of Jupiter.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_jup.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of Mars.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_mar.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of the Sun.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_sol.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of Venus.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_ven.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of Mercury.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_mer.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">The Letters, or Characters of the Moon.</h3><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><img src="http://esotericarchives.com/agrippa/lit_lun.gif" alt="[figure" /></strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxiv. How by Naturall things, and their vertues we may draw forth, and attract the influencies, and vertues of Celestiall bodies.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Now if thou desirest to receive vertue from any part of the World, or from any Star, thou shalt (those things being used which belong to this Star) come under its peculiar influence, as Wood is fit to receive Flame, by reason of Sulphur, Pitch, and Oile. Nevertheless when thou dost to any one species of things, or individual, rightly apply many things, which are things of the same subject scattered amongst themselves, conformable to the same <em>Idea,</em> and Star, presently by this matter so opportunely fitted, a singular gift is infused by the <em>Idea</em>, by means of the soul of the world. I say opportunely fitted, <em>viz.</em> under a harmony like to the harmony, which did infuse a certain vertue into the matter. For although things have some vertues, such as we speak of, yet those vertues do so ly [lie] hid that there is seldom any effect produced by them: but as in a grain of Mustardseed, bruised, the sharpness which lay hid is stirred up: and as the heat of the fire doth make letters apparently seen, which before could not be read, that were writ with the juice of an Onion or milk: and letters wrote upon a stone with the fat of a Goat, and altogether unperceived, when the stone is put into Vinegar, appear and shew themselves. And as a blow with a stick stirs up the madness of a Dog, which before lay asleep, so doth the Celestiall harmony disclose vertues lying in the water, stirs them up, strengtheneth them, and makes them manifest, and as I may so say, produceth that into Act, which before was only in power, when things are rightly exposed to it in a Celestiall season. As for example; If thou dost desire to attract vertue from the Sun, and to seek those things that are Solary, amongst Vegetables, Plants, Metals, Stones, and Animals, these things are to be used, and taken chiefly, which in a Solary order are higher. For these are more available: So thou shalt draw a singular gift from the Sun through the beams thereof, being seasonably received together, and through the spirit of the world. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxv. Of the Mixtions of naturall things, one with another, and their benefits.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>It is most evident, that in the inferiour nature all the powers of superior bodies are not found comprehended in any one thing, but are dispersed through many kinds of things amongst us: as there are many Solary things, whereof every one doth not contain all the vertues of the Sun: but some have some properties from the Sun, and others othersome. Wherefore it is sometimes necessary that there be mixtions in operations, that if a hundred or a thousand vertues of the Sun were dispersed through so many Plants, Animals, & the like, we may gather all these together, and bring them into one form, in which we shall see all the said vertues, being united, contained. Now there is a twofold vertue in commixtion, one, <em>viz.</em> which was first planted in its parts, and is Celestiall, the other is obtained by a certain, and artificiall mixtion of things mixt amongst themselves, and of the mixtions of them according to certain proportions, such as agree with the heaven under a certain Constellation; And this vertue descends by a certain likeness, and aptness that is in things amongst themselves towards their superiours, and just as much as the following do by degrees correspond with them that go before, where the patient is fitly applyed to its agent. So from a certain composition of Hearbs [herbs], vapours, and such like, made according to naturall Philosophy, and Astronomy, there results a certain common form, endowed with many gifts of the Stars: as in the honey of Bees, that which is gathered out of the juice of innumerable Flowers, and brought into one form, contains the vertue of all, by a kind of divine, and admirable art of the Bees. Yet this is not to be less wondred at which <em>Eudoxus Giudius</em> reports of an artificiall kind of honey, which a certain Nation of Gyants [giants] in Lybia knew how to make out of Flowers, and that very good, and not far inferiour to that of the Bees. For every mixtion, which consists of many severall things, is then most perfect, when it is so firmly compacted in all parts, that it becomes one, is every where firm to it self, and can hardly be dissipated: as we sometimes see stones, and divers bodies to be by a certain naturall power conglutinated, and united, that they seem to be wholly one thing: as we see two trees by grafting to become one, also Oisters [oysters] with stones by a certain occult vertue of nature, and there have been seen some Animals which have been turned into stones, and so united with the substance of the stone, that they seem to make one body, and that also homogeneous. So the tree Ebeny [ebony] is one while wood, and another while stone. When therefore any one makes a mixtion of many matters under the Celestiall influencies, then the variety of Celestiall actions on the one hand, and of naturall powers on the other hand, being joyned together doth indeed cause wonderfull thing, by ointments, by collyries, by fumes, and such like, which <em>viz.</em> are read in the book of <em>Chiramis, Archyta, Democritus,</em> and <em>Hermes,</em> who is named <em>Alchorat,</em> and of many others. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxvi. Of the Union of mixt things, and the introduction of a more noble form, and the Senses of life.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover we must know, that by how much the more noble the form of any thing is, by so much the more prone, and apt it is to receive, and powerfull to act. Then the vertues of things do then become wonderfull, <em>viz.</em> when they are put to matters that are mixed, and prepared in fit seasons, to make them alive, by procuring life for them from the Stars, as also a sensible soul, as a more noble form. For there is so great a power in prepared matters which we see do then receive life, when a perfect mixtion of qualities seems to break the former contrariety. For so much the more perfect life things receive, by how much their temper is more remote from contrariety. Now the Heaven, as a prevalent cause doth from the beginning of every thing to be generated by the concoction, and perfect digestion of the matter, together with life, bestows Celestiall influences, and wonderfull gifts, according to the Capacity that is in that life, and sensible soul to receive more noble, and sublime vertues. For the Celestiall vertue doth otherwise lye asleep, as Sulphur kept from Flame, but in living bodies it doth alwaies burn, as kindled Sulphur, then by its vapour it fils all the places that are next to it; so certain wonderfull works are wrought, such as are read of in the book of <em>Nemith,</em> which is tituled a Book of the Laws of <em>Pluto,</em> because such kind of monstrous generations are not produced according to the Laws of Nature. For we know that of Worms are generated Gnats, of a Horse Waspes, of a Calf, and Ox Bees, of a Crab, his legs being taken of [off], and he buried in the ground, a Scorpion; of a Duck dryed into powder, and put into Water, are generated Frogs; but if it be baked in a Pie, and cut into pieces, and put into a moist place under the ground, Toads are generated of it: of the Hearb [herb] Garden Basill bruised betwixt two stones, are generated Scorpions, and of the hairs of a menstrous Woman put under dung, are bred Serpents; and the hair of a Horse taile put into Water, receiveth life, and is turned into a pernicious Worm. And there is an art wherewith by a Hen sitting upon Eggs may be generated a form like to a man, which I have seen, & know how to make, which Magicians say hath in it wonderfull vertues, and this they call the true Mandrake. You must therefore know which, and what kind of matters are either of nature, or art, begun, or perfected, or compounded of more things, and what Celestiall influencies they are able to receive. For a Congruity of naturall things is sufficient for the receiving of influence from Celestiall; because when nothing doth hinder the Celestials to send forth their lights upon inferiours, they suffer no matter to be destitute of their vertue. Wherefore as much matter as is perfect, and pure, is not unfit to receive the Celestiall influence. For that is the binding and continuity of the matter to the soul of the world, which doth so daily flow in upon things naturall, and all things which nature hath prepared, that it is impossible that a prepared matter should not receive life, or a more noble form. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxvii. How by some certain naturall, and artificiall preparations we may attract certain Celestiall, and vitall Gifts.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Platonists,</em> together with <em>Hermes,</em> say, and <em>Jarchus Brachmanus,</em> and the Mecubals of the Hebrews confess, that all sublunary things are subject to generation, and corruption, and that also there are the same things in the Celestiall world, but after a Celestiall manner, as also in the intellectuall world, but in a far more perfect, and better fashion, and manner, but in the most perfect manner of all in the exemplary. And after this course, that every inferiour thing should in its kind answer its superiour, and through this the supream [Supreme] it self, and receive from heaven that Celestiall power they call the quintessence, or the spirit of the world, or the middle nature, and from the intellectuall world a spirituall and enlivening vertue transcending all qualities whatsoever, and lastly from the exemplary or originall world, through the mediation of the other, according to their degree receive the originall power of the whole perfection. Hence every thing may be aptly reduced from these inferiours to the Stars, from the Stars to their Intelligencies, and from thence to the first cause it self; from the series, and order whereof whole Magick, and all occult Philosophy flowes: For every day some naturall thing is drawn by art, and some divine thing is drawn by nature, which the Egyptians seeing, called Nature a Magicianess, (<em>i.e.</em>) the very Magicall power it self, in the attracting of like by like, and of sutable things by sutable. Now such kind of attractions by the mutuall correspondency of things amongst themselves, of superiours with inferiours, the Grecians called sumpaqian [sympathies]. So the earth agrees with cold water, the water with moist Aire, the Aire with Fire, the Fire with the Heaven in water; neither is Fire mixed with water, but by Aire, nor the Aire with the Earth, but by water. So neither is the soul united to the body, but by the spirit, nor the understanding to the spirit but by the soul. So we see that when nature hath framed the body of an infant, by this very preparative she presently fetcheth the spirit from the Universe. This spirit is the instrument to obtain of God the understanding, and mind in the soul, and body, as in wood the dryness is fitted to receive oile, and the oile being imbibed is food for the Fire, the Fire is the vehiculum of light. By these examples you see how by some certain naturall, and artificiall preparations, we are in a capacity to receive certain Celestiall gifts from above. For stones, and Metals have a correspondency with Hearbs [herbs], Hearbs [herbs] with Animals, Animals with the Heavens, the Heavens with Intelligencies, and those with divine properties, and attributes, and with God himself, after whose image, and likness all things are created. Now the first Image of God is the world, of the world, man, of man, beasts, of beasts, the Zeophyton (<em>i.e.</em>) half Animall, and half Plant; of Zeophyton, plants, of plants, metals, of metals, stones. And again in things spirituall, the Plant agrees with a bruit [brute] in Vegetation, a bruit [brute] with a man in sense, man with an Angel in understanding, an Angell with God in immortality. Divinity is annexed to the mind, the mind to the intellect, the intellect to the intention, the intention to the imagination, the imagination to the senses, the senses at last to things. For this is the band, and continuity of nature, that all superior vertue doth flow through every inferiour with a long, and continued series, dispersing its rayes even to the very last things; and inferiours through their superiours, come to the very supream [Supreme] of all. For so inferiours are successively joyned to their superiours, that there proceeds an influence from their head, the first cause, as a certain string stretched out, to the lowermost things of all, of which string if one end be touched, the whole doth presently shake, and such a touch doth sound to the other end, and at the motion of the inferiour, the superiour also is moved, to which the other doth answer, as strings in a Lute well tuned. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chapter xxxviii. How we may draw not only Celestiall, and vitall, but also certain Intellectuall, and divine gifts from above.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Magicians teach that Celestial gifts may through inferiors being conformable to superiors be drawn down by opportune influencies of the Heaven; and so also by these Celestial [gifts], the Celestial Angels, as they are servants of the Stars, may be procured, and conveyed to us. <em>Iamblichus, Proclus,</em> and <em>Synesius,</em> with the whole School of <em>Platonists</em>confirm, that not only Celestiall, and vitall, but also certain Intellectuall, Angelicall, and divine gifts may be received from above by some certain matters, having a naturall power of divinity (<em>i.e.</em>) which have a naturall correspondency with the superiors, being rightly received, and opportunely gathered together according to the rules of Naturall Philosophy, and Astronomy: And <em>Mercurius Trismegistus</em> writes, that an Image rightly made of certain proper things, appropriated to any one certain Angel, will presently be animated by that Angel. Of the same also <em>Austin</em> [St. Augustine] makes mention in his eighth book <em>De Civitate Dei</em> [the City of God]. For this is the harmony of the world, that things supercelestiall be drawn down by the Celestiall, and the super-naturall [supernatural] by naturall, because there is one operative vertue that is diffused through all kinds of things, by which vertue indeed, as manifest things are produced out of occult causes; so a Magician doth make use of things manifest, to draw forth things that are occult, <em>viz.</em>through the rays of the Stars, through fumes, lights, sounds, and naturall things, which are agreeable to Celestiall: in which, besides corporeall qualities, there is a kind of reason, sense, and harmony, and incorporeall, and divine measures, and orders. So we read that the Ancients were wont often to receive some divine, and wonderfull thing by certain naturall things: so the stone that is bred in the Apple of the eye of a Civet Cat, held under the tongue of a man, is said to make him to divine, or prophesie [prophesy]: The same is Selenite, the Moon stone [moonstone], reported to do, so they say that the Images of Gods may be called up by the stone called Anchitis, and that the Ghosts of the dead may be, being called up, kept up by the stone Synochitis. The like doth the Hearb [herb] Aglauphotis do, which is called Marmorites, growing upon the Marbles of Arabia, as saith <em>Pliny,</em> and the which Magicians use. Also there is an Hearb [herb] called Rheangelida, which Magicians drinking of, can prophesie [prophesy]. Moreover there are some Hearbs [herbs] by which the dead are raised to life; whence <em>Xanthus</em> the Historian tels, that with a certain Hearb [herb] called Balus, a young Dragon being killed, was made alive again, also that by the same a certain man of <em>Tillum,</em> whom a Dragon killed, was restored to life: and <em>Juba</em> reports, that in Arabia a certain man was by a certain Hearb [herb] restored to life. But whether or no any such things can be done indeed upon man by the vertue of Hearbs [herbs], or any other naturall thing, we shall discourse in the following Chapter. Now it is certain, and manifest that such things can be done upon other animals. So if flies, that are drowned, be put into warm ashes, they revive. And Bees being drowned, do in like manner recover life in the juice of the hearb Nip [herb catnip]; and Eels being dead for want of water, if with their whole bodies they be put under mud in vineger [vinegar], and the blood of a Vultur [vulture] being put to them, will all of them in a few dayes recover life. They say that if the fish Echeneis be cut into peices [pieces], and cast into the sea, the parts will within a little time come together, and live. Also we know that the Pellican [pelican] doth restore her yong [young] to life, being killed, with her own blood. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chap. xxxix. That we may by some certain matters of the world stir up the Gods of the world, and their ministring spirits.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>No man is ignorant that evill spirits, by evill, and prophane [profane] Arts may be raised up as <em>Psellus</em> saith Sorcerers are wont to do, whom most detestable and abominable filthiness did follow, and accompany, such as were in times past in the sacrifices of <em>Priapus,</em> and in the worship of the <em>Idoll</em> which was called <em>Panor,</em> to whom they did sacrifice with their privy members [genitals] uncovered. Neither to these is that unlike (if it be true, and not a fable) which is read concerning the detestable heresy of old Church-men, and like to these are manifest in Witches and mischeivous [mischievous] women, which wickednesses the foolish dotage of women is subject to fall into. By these, and such as these evill spirits are raised. As a wicked spirit spake once to <em>Iohn</em> [John] of one <em>Cynops</em> a Sorcerer; all the power, saith he, of Satan dwells there, and he is entred into a confederacy with all the principalities together, and likewise we, with him, and <em>Cynops</em> obeys us, and we again obey him. Again, on the contrary side, no man is ignorant that supercelestiall Angels or spirits may be gained by us through good works, a pure mind, secret prayers, devout humiliation, and the like. Let no man therefore doubt that in like manner by some certain matters of the world, the Gods of the world may be raised by us, or at least the ministring spirits, or servants of these Gods, and as <em>Mercurius</em> [Hermes Trismegistus] saith, the airy spirits, not supercelestiall, much less higher. So we read that the antient [ancient] Priests made statues, and images, foretelling things to come, and infused into them the spirits of the stars, which were not kept there by constraint in some certain matters, but rejoycing [rejoiced] in them, <em>viz.</em> as acknowledging such kinds of matter to be sutable [suitable] to them, they do alwaies and willingly abide in them, and speak, and do wonderfull things by them: no otherwise then evill spirits are wont to do, when they possess mens bodies. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chap. xl. Of bindings, what sort they are of, and in what wayes they are wont to be done.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>WEE have spoken concerning the vertues, and wonderfull efficacy of naturall things. It remains now that we understand a thing of great wonderment: and it is a binding of men into love, or hatred, sickness or health, and such like. Also the binding of thieves, and robbers, that they cannot steale in any place; the binding of Merchants, that they cannot buy, or sell in any place; the binding of an army, that they cannot pass over any bound; the binding of ships, that no winds, though never so strong, shall be able to carry them out of the Haven. Also the binding of a mill, that it can by no force whatsoever be turned round: the binding of a Cisterne, or fountain, that the water cannot be drawn up out of them: The binding of the ground, that it cannot bring forth fruit: the binding of any place, that nothing can be built upon it: The binding of fire, that though it be never so strong, can burn no combustible thing that is put to it. Also the bindings of lightnings, and tempests, that they shall do no hurt. The binding of dogs, that they cannot bark. Also the binding of birds, and wild beasts, that they shall not be able to fly, or run away. And such like as these, which are scarce credible, yet often known by experience. Now there are such kind of bindings as these made by Sorceries, Collyries, Unguents, love potions, by binding to, and hanging up of things, by rings, by charmes, by strong imaginations, and passions, by images, and characters, by inchantments [enchantments], and imprecations, by lights, by sound, by numbers, by words, and names, invocations, sacrifices, by swearing, conjuring, consecrations, devotions, and by divers superstitions, and observations, and such like. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chap. xli. Of Sorceries, and their power.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>The force of Sorceries is reported to be so great, that they are believed to be able to subvert, consume, and change all inferiour things, according <em>Virgils</em> Muse.</strong></p><blockquote><strong>Moeris <em>for me these hearbs [herbs] in Pontus chose, And curious drugs, for there great plenty grows; I many times, with these, have</em> Moeris <em>spide [spied] Chang'd to a wolfe, and in the woods to hide: From Sepulchres would souls departed charm, And Corn bear standing from anothers Farm.</em></strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Also in an other place, concerning the companions of <em>Ulysses,</em> whom</strong></p><blockquote><strong><em>The cruell Goddess Circe there invests With fierce aspects, and chang'd to savage beasts.</em></strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>And a litle after,</strong></p><blockquote><strong><em>When love from</em> Picus Circe <em>could not gaine Him with her charming wand, and hellish bane Chang'd to a bird, and spots his speckled wings With sundry colours</em> ----------</strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Now, there are some kinds of these sorceries mentioned by <em>Lucan</em> concerning that Sorceress <em>Thessala,</em> calling up ghosts, where he saith,</strong></p><br clear="none"/><blockquote><strong><em>Here all natures products unfortunate; Fomr [foam] of mad Dogs, which waters fear and hate; Guts of the Lynx; Hyena's knot imbred; The marrow of a Hart with Serpents fed Were not wanting; no nor the sea Lamprey Which stops the ships; nor yet the Dragons eye.</em></strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>And such as <em>Apuleius</em> tells of concerning <em>Pamphila,</em> that Sorceress, endeavouring to procure love; to whom <em>Fotis</em> a certain maid brought the haires of a goat (cut off from a bag or botle [bottle] made with the skin thereof) instead of <em>Bæotius</em> a young mans haires: Now she (saith he) being out of her wits for the young man, goeth up to the tyled rough [tiled roof], and in the upper part thereof makes a great hole open to all the orientall, and other aspects, and most fit for these her arts, and there privately worships, having before furnished her mournfull house with sutable furniture, with all kinds of spices, with plates of Iron with strange words engraven upon them, with sterns of ships that were cast away, and much lamented, and with divers members of buryed carkasses [buried carcasses] cast abroad: here noses, and fingers, there the fleshy nailes of those that were hanged, and in another place the blood of them that were murdered, and their skulls mangled with the teeth of wild beasts; then she offers sacrifices (their inchanted entralls [enchanted entrails] lying panting), and sprinkles them with divers kinds of liquors; sometimes with fountain water, sometimes with cowes milk, sometimes with mountain honey, and mead: Then she ties those haires into knots, and layes them on the fire, with divers odours to be burnt. Then presently with an irresistible power of Magick, and blind force of the Gods, the bodies of those whose haires did smoke, and crash, assume the spirit of a man, and feel, and hear, and walk, and come whither the stink of their haire led them, and insteed of <em>Bæotius</em> the young man, come skipping, and leaping with joy, and love into the house. <em>Austin</em> [Augustine] also reports, that he heard of some women Sorceresses, that were so versed in these kind of arts, that by giving cheese to men, they could presently turn them into working cattell [cattle], and the work being done, restored them into men again. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chap. xlii. Of the wonderful vertues of some kinds of Sorceries.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Now I will shew you what some of the Sorceries are, that by the example of these there may be a way opened for the consideration of the whole subject of them. Of these therefore the first is menstruous bloud [blood], which, how much power it hath in Sorcery, we will now consider; for, as they say, if it comes over new wine, it makes it soure, and if it doth but touch the Vine it spoyles [spoils] it for ever, and by its very touch it makes all Plants, and Trees barren, and they that be newly set, to die; it burns up all the hearbs [herbs] in the garden, and makes fruit fall off from the Trees, it darkens the brightness of a looking glass, dulls the edges of knives, and razors, dims the beauty of Ivory, and makes Iron presently rusty, it makes brass rust, and smell very strong: it makes dogs mad, if they do but tast [taste] of it, and if they being thus mad shall bite any one, that wound is incurable: it kils [kills] whole hives of Bees, and drives them from the hives that are but touched with it, it makes linnen [linen] black that are boyled [boiled], it makes Mares cast their foal if they do but touch it, and makes women miscarry if they be but smeared with it: it makes Asses barren as long as they eat of the corn that hath been touched with it. The ashes of menstruous clothes, if they be cast upon purple garments that are to be washed, change the colour of them, and takes away colours from flowers. They say that it drives away tertian, and quartane Agues, if it be put into the wooll of a black Ram, and tyed [tied] up in a silver bracelet, as also if the soles of the patients feet be noynted [anointed] therewith, and especially if it be done by the woman her self, the patients not knowing of it; moreover it cures the fits of the falling sickness. But most especially it cures them that are affraid [afraid] of water, or drink after they are bitten with a mad dog, if onely a menstruous cloth be put under the cup. Besides, they report, that if menstruous women shall walk naked about the standing corn, they make all cankars [cankers], worms, beetles, flyes [flies], and all hurtfull things fall off from the corn: but they must take heed that they do it before Sun rising [sunrise], or else they will make the corn to wither. Also they say that they are able to expell hail, tempests, and lightnings, more of which <em>Pliny</em> makes mention of. Know this, that they are a greater poyson [poison] if they happen in the decrease of the Moon, and yet much greater, if they happen betwixt the decrease, and change of the Moon: But if they happen in the Eclypse [eclipse] of the Moon or Sun, they are an incurable poyson [poison]. But they are of greatest force of all, when they happen in the first years, even in the years of virginity, for if they do but touch the posts of the house there can no mischeif [mischief] take effect in it. Also they say that the threads of any garment touched therewith, cannot be burnt, and if they be cast into the fire, it will spread no further. Also it is said that the root of Peony being given with Castor [oil], and smeared over with a menstruous cloth, cureth the falling sickness. Moreover if the stomack [stomach] of a Hart be burnt or rosted [roasted], and to it be put a perfuming made with a menstruous cloth, it will make crass-bows [cross-bows] useless for the killing of any game: The haires of a menstruous woman put under dung, breed Serpents: and if they be burnt, will drive away Serpents with their smell. So great a poysonous [poisonous] force is in them, that they are poyson [poison] to poysonous [poisonous] creatures. There is also Hippomanes, which amongst Sorceries is not the least taken notice of, and it is a little venemous [venomous] piece of flesh as big as a fig, and black, which is in the forehead of a Colt newly foaled, which unless the Mare her self doth presently eat, she will never after love her foals, or let it suck. And for this cause they say there is a most wonderful power in it to procure love, if it be powdered, and drank in a cup with the blood of him that is in love. There is also another Sorcery, which is called by the same name, <em>viz.</em> Hippomanes, <em>viz.</em> a venemous [venomous] humour, issuing out of the share of a Mare what time she desires a horse, of which <em>Virgill</em> makes mention, when he sings</strong></p><blockquote><strong><em>Hence comes that poison which the Shepherds call Hippomanes, and from Mares groines doth fall, The wofull [woeful] bane of cruell stepdames use, And with a charme 'mongst powerfull drugs infuse.</em></strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Of this doth <em>Juvenall</em> the Satyrist [Satirist] make mention</strong></p><blockquote><strong><em>Hippomanes, poysons [poisons] that boyled [boiled] are, and charmes Are given to Sons in law, with such like harmes.</em></strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Apollonius</em> also in his Argonauticks makes mention of the hearb [herb] of <em>Prometheus,</em> which he saith groweth from corrupt blood dropping upon the earth, whilest the Vultur [vulture] was gnawing upon the liver of <em>Prometheus</em>upon the hill Caucasus. The flowre [flower] of this hearb [herb], he saith, is like Saffron, having a double stalk hanging out, one farther then the other the length of a cubit, the root under the earth, as flesh newly cut, sends forth a blackish juice as it were of a beech; with which, saith he, if any one shall after he hath performed his devotion to <em>Proserpina,</em>smear over his body, he cannot be hurt either with sword, or fire. Also <em>Saxo Gramaticus</em> [Grammaticus] writes, that there was a certain man called <em>Froton,</em> who had a garment, which when he had put on he could not be hurt with the point or edge of any weapon. The civet Cat also abounds with Sorceries: for, as <em>Pliny</em> reports, the posts of a dore [door] being touched with her blood, the Arts of Juglers [jugglers] and Sorcerers are so invallid, that the Gods cannot be called up, and will by no means be perswaded to talk with them. Also that they that are anoynted [anointed] with the ashes of the ankle bone of her left foot, being decocted with the blood of a Weesell [weasel] shall become odious to all. The same also is done with the eye, being decocted. Also it is said that the straight gut is administered against the injustice, and corruption of Princes, and great men in power, and for success of Petitions, and to conduce to ending of suits, and controversies, if any one hath never so little of it about him, and that if it be bound unto the left arm, it is such a present [?] charm, that if any man do but look upon a woman, it will make her follow him presently; and that the skin of her [i.e. the civet cat's] forehead doth withstand bewitchings. They say also that the blood of a Basilisk, which they call the blood of <em>Saturn,</em> hath such great force in Sorcery, that it procures for him that carryes it about him, good success of his Petitions, from great men in power, and of his prayers from God, and also remedies of diseases, and grant of any priveledge [privilege]. They say also that a tyck [tick], if it be pulled out of the left eare of a dog, and if be it altogether black, hath great vertue in the prognostick of life, for if the sick party shall answer him that brought it in, who standing at his feet, & shall ask of him concerning his disease, there is certain hope of life, and that he shall dye [die], if he make no answer. They say also, that a stone that is bit with a mad dog hath power to cause discord, if it be put in drink, and that he shall not be barked at by dogs, that puts the tongue of a dog in his shooe [shoe] under his great toe, especially if the hearb [herb] of the same name, <em>viz.</em> houndstongue be joyned with it. And that a membrane of the secondines of a dog doth the same; and that dogs will shun him that hath a dogs heart. And <em>Pliny</em> reports that there is a red toad that lives in bryers [briars], and brambles, and is full of Sorceries and doth wonderfull things: for the little bone which is in his left side, being cast into cold water, makes it presently very hot, by which also the rage of dogs is restrained, and their love is procured, if it be put in drink; and if it be bound to any one, it stirreth up lust. On the contrary, the litle bone which is on the right side, makes hot water cold, and that it can never be hot again, unless that be taken out, also it is said to cure quartanes if it be bound to the sick in a snakes skin, as also all other feavors [fevers], and restrain love, and lust. And that the spleen, and heart is an effectual remedy against the poisons of the said Toad. Thus much <em>Pliny</em> writes. Also it is said that the sword, with which a man is slain, hath wonderfull power in Sorceries: For if the snaffle of the bridle, or spurs be made of it, they say that with these any horse, though never so wild, may be tamed, and gentled: and that if a Horse should be shod with shooes [shoes] made with it, he would be most swift and fleet, and never, though never so hard rod [rode], tire. But yet they will that some Characters, and names should be written upon it. They say also, if any man shall dip a sword, wherewith men were beheaded, in wine; and the sick drink thereof, he shall be cured of his quartane. They say also that a cup of liquor being made with the brains of a Bear, and drank out of the skull, shall make him that drinks it, to be as fierce, and as raging as a Bear, and think himself to be changed into a Bear, and judge all things he sees to be Bears, and so to continue in that madness, untill the force of that draught shall be dissolved, no other distemper being all the while perceived in him. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 style="text-align: center;">Chap. xliii. Of Perfumes, or Suffumigations, their manner, and power.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Some Suffumigations also, or perfumings, that are proper to the Stars, are of great force for the opportune receiving of Celestiall gifts under the rayes of the Stars, in as much as they do strongly work upon the Aire, and breath. For our breath is very much changed by such kind of vapours, if both vapours be of another like: The Aire also being through the said vapours easily moved, or affected with the qualities of inferiours, or those Celestiall, daily, and quickly penetrating our breast, and vitals, doth wonderfully reduce us to the like qualities; Wherefore Suffumigations are wont to be used to [by] them that are about to Sooth-say [soothsay], for to affect their fancy, which indeed being duly appropriated to any certain Deities, do fit us to receive divine inspiration: So they say that fumes made with Lin-seed [linseed], and Flea-bane seed, and roots of Violets, and Parsly [parsley], doth make one to fore-see [foresee] things to come, and doth conduce to prophecying. Let no man wonder how great things suffumigations can do in the Aire, especially when he shall with <em>Porphyrius</em> [Porphyry] consider, that by certain vapours exhaling from proper suffumigations, airy spirits are presently raised, as also Thundrings, and Lightnings, and such like things. As the Liver of a Chamelion [chameleon] being burnt on the top of the house, doth, as it is manifest, raise showers, and Lightnings. In like manner the head, and throat, if they be burnt with Oken [oaken] wood, cause Storms, and Lightnings. There are also suffumigations under opportune influencies of Stars, that make the images of spirits forthwith appear in the Aire, or elswhere. So they say, that if of Coriander, Smallage, Henbane, and hemlock be made a fume, that spirits will presently come together; hence they are called spirits Hearbs [herbs]. Also it is said that a fume made of the root of the reedy Hearb [herb] Sagapen, with the juice of Hemlock, and Henbane, and the Hearb [herb] Tapsus Barbatus, red Sanders, and black Poppy, makes spirits and strange shapes appear: and if Smallage be added to them, chaseth away spirits from any place, and destroyes their visions. In like manner a fume made of Calamint, Peony, Mints, and Palma Christi, drives away all evil spirits, and vain imaginations. Moreover it is said that by certain fumes certain Animals are gathered together, and put to flight, as <em>Pliny</em> mentions concerning the stone Liparis, that with the fume thereof all beasts are called out; so the bones in the upper part of the throat of a Hart, being burnt, gather all the Serpents together, but the horn of the Hart being burnt doth with its fume chase them all away. The same doth a fume of the feathers of Peacocks. Also the lungs of an Asse being burnt, puts all poisonous things to flight; the fume of the burnt hoof of a Horse drives away Mice, the same doth the hoof of a Mule, with which also if it be the hoof of the left foot, Flies are driven away; And they say, if a house or any place be smoaked [smoked] with the gall of a Cutle fish [cuttle-fish], made into a confection with red Storax, Roses, and Lignum-aloes, and if then there be some Sea Water, or blood cast into that place, the whole house will seem to be full of Water, or blood; and if some Earth of plowed ground be cast there, the Earth will seem to quake. Now such kinds of vapours we must conceive do infect any body, and infuse a vertue into it, which doth continue long, even as any contagious, or poisonous vapour of the Pestilence, being kept for two yeers [years] in the Wall of a house, infect the inhabitants, and as the contagion of Pestilence, or Leprosie [leprosy] lying hid in a garment, doth long after infect him that wears it. Therefore were certain suffumigations used to images, rings, and such like instruments of Magick, and hid treasures, and as <em>Porphyrius</em> [Porphyry] saith, very effectually. So they say, if any one shall hide Gold, or Silver, or any other pretious [precious] thing, the Moon being in conjunction with the Sun, and shall fume the place with Coriander, Saffron, Henbane, Smallage, and black Poppy, of each a like quantity, bruised together, and tempered with the juice of Hemlock, that which is so hid shall never be found, or taken away, and that spirits shall continually keep it: and if any one shall endeavour to take it away, he shall be hurt by them, and shall fall into a frensie [frenzy].</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>And <em>Hermes</em> saith, that there is nothing like the fume of Sperma Ceti [spermaceti] for the raising of spirits: wherefore if a fume be made of that, and Lignum-aloes, Pepperwort, Musk, Saffron, red Storax tempered together, with the blood of a Lapwing, it will quickly gather airy spirits together,<sup style="color: #000000; font-weight: 400; text-align: start;">1</sup> and if it be used about the graves of the dead, it gathers together spirits, and the Ghosts of the dead. So, as often as we direct any work to the Sun, we must make suffumigations with Solary things, if to the Moon, with Lunary things, and so of the rest. And we must know, that as there is a contrariety and enmity in Stars, and spirits, so also in suffumigations unto the same. So there is also a contrariety betwixt Lignum-aloes, and Sulphur, Frankincense, and Quick-silver [quicksilver], and spirits that are raised by the fume of Lignum-aloes, are allayed by the burning of Sulphur. As <em>Proclus</em> gives an example of a spirit, which was wont to appear in the form of a Lion, but by the setting of a Cock before it, vanished away, because there is a contrariety betwixt a Cock, and a Lyon [lion], and so the like consideration, and practise is to be observed concerning such like things. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 id="chap44" style="text-align: center;">Chap. xliv. The Composition of some fumes appropriated to the Planets.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong> We make a suffumigation for the <em>Sun</em> in this manner, <em>viz.</em> of Saffron, Amber-gryse [*amber],<sup style="color: #000000; font-weight: 400; text-align: start;">1</sup> Musk, Lignum-aloes, Lignum-balsaim [lignum balsam], the fruit of the Laurell, Cloves, Myrrh, and Frankincense, all which being bruised, and mixt in such a proportion as may make a sweet odour, must be incorporated with the brain of an Eagle, or the blood of a white Cock, after the manner of Pils [pills], or Trochiscks [troches].</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For the <em>Moon</em> we make a suffumigation of the head of a Frog dryed [dried], the eyes of a Bull, the seed of white Poppy, Frankincense, and Camphir [camphor], which must be incorporated with Menstruous blood, or the blood of a Goose.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For <em>Saturne</em> take the seed of black Poppy, of Henbane, root of Mandrake, the Load-stone [loadstone], and Myrrh, and make them up with the brain of a Cat, or the blood of a Bat.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For <em>Jupiter</em> take the seed of Ash, Lignum-aloes, Storax, the gum Benjamin [benzoin], the Lazule [lazuli] stone, the tops of the feathers of a Peacock, and incorporate them with the blood of a Stork, or a Swallow, or the brain of a Hart.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For <em>Mars</em> take Euphorbium, Bdellium, gum Armoniack, the roots of both Hellebors [hellebores], the Load stone [loadstone], and a little Sulphur, and incorporate them all with the brain of a Hart, the blood of a Man, and the blood of a black Cat.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For <em>Venus</em> take Musk, Amber-gryse [*amber], Lignum-aloes, red Roses, and red Corall, and make them up with the brain of Sparrows, and the blood of Pigeons.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For <em>Mercury</em> take Mastick, Frankincense, Cloves, and the Hearb [herb] Cinquefoile, and the stone Achates, and incorporate them all with the brain of a Fox, or Weesel [weasel], and the blood of a Pie [magpie].</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Besides, to <em>Saturne</em> are appropriated for fumes all odoriferous roots, as Pepper-wort root, &c. and the Frankincense tree: to <em>Jupiter</em> odoriferous fruits, as Nutmegs, Cloves: to <em>Mars</em> all odoriferous wood, as Sanders [sandalwood], Cypress, Lignum-balsaim [lignum balsam], and Lignum-aloes: to the <em>Sun,</em> all Gums, Frankincense, Mastick, Benjamin, Storax, Laudanum [labdanum, i.e. Cistus], Amber-gryse [ambergris], and Musk; to <em>Venus</em> Flowers, as Roses, Violets, Saffron, and such like: to <em>Mercury</em> all Pils [peels] of Wood and fruit, as Cinnamon, Lignum Cassia, Mace, Citron pill [lemon peel], and Bayberries, and whatsoever seeds are odoriferous; to the <em>Moon</em> the leaves of all Vegetables, as the leaf Indum, the leaves of the Myrtle, and Bay-tree. Know also, that according to the opinion of the Magicians, in every good matter, as love, good will, and the like, there must be a good fume, odoriferous, and pretious [precious]; and in every evill matter, as hatred, anger, misery, and the like, there must be a stinking fume, that is of no worth. The twelve Signes also of the <em>Zodiack</em> have their proper fumes, as <em>Aries</em> hath Myrrh, <em>Taurus,</em> Pepper-wort [pepperwort], <em>Gemini,</em>Mastick; <em>Cancer,</em> Camphir [camphor], <em>Leo,</em> Frankincense, <em>Virgo</em> Sanders [sandalwood], <em>Libra,</em> Galbanum, <em>Scorpio,</em>Opoponax, <em>Sagittarius,</em> Lignum-aloes, <em>Capricornus,</em> Benjamin [benzoin], <em>Aquarius,</em> Euphorbium, <em>Pisces,</em> red Storax. But <em>Hermes</em> describes the most powerfull fume to be, <em>viz.</em> that which is compounded of the seven Aromaticks, according to the powers of the seven Planets, for it receives from <em>Saturne,</em> Pepper-wort [pepperwort], from <em>Jupiter, </em>Nutmeg, from <em>Mars,</em> Lignum-aloes, from the <em>Sun,</em> Mastick, from <em>Venus</em> Saffron, from <em>Mercury,</em> Cinnamon, and from the <em>Moon,</em> the Myrtle. </strong></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><h2 id="chap45" style="text-align: center;">Chap. xlv. Of Collyries, Unctions, Love-Medicines, and their vertues.</h2><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Moreover Collyries, and Unguents, conveying the vertues of things Naturall, and Celestiall to our spirit, can multiply, transmute, transfigure, and transform it accordingly, as also transpose those vertues which are in them into it, that so it cannot act only upon its own body, but also upon that which is neer [near] it, and affect that by visible rayes, charmes, and by touching it, with some like quality. For because our spirit is the subtile, pure lucid, airy, and unctuous vapour of the blood; it is therefore fit to make Collyries of the like vapours, which are more sutable [suitable] to our spirit in subtance, for then by reason of their likeness, they do the more stir up, attract, and transform the spirit. The like vertues have certain ointments, and other confections. Hence by the touch sometimes sickness, poisonings, and love is induced; some things, as the hands, or garments being anointed: Also by kisses, some things being held in the mouth, love is induced, as in <em>Virgil</em> we read that <em>Venus</em> prayes <em>Cupid</em></strong></p><blockquote><strong><em>That when glad</em> Dido <em>hugs him in her lap At royall feasts, crown'd with the cheering Grape, When she imbracing [embracing], shall sweet kisses give, Inspire hid Flame, with deadly bane deceive, He would</em> ----- -----</strong></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Now the sight, because it perceives more purely, and cleerly [clearly] then the other senses, and fastening in us the marks of things more acutely, and deeply, doth most of all, and before others agree with the Phantastick spirit, as is apparent in dreams, when things seen do more often present themselves to us then things heard, or any thing coming under the other senses. Therefore when Collyries transform visuall spirits, that spirit doth easily affect the imagination, which indeed being affected with divers species, and forms, transmits the same by the same spirit unto the outward sense of sight, by which occasion there is caused in it a perception of such species, and forms in that manner, as if it were moved by externall objects, that there seem to be seen terrible images, and spirits, and such like: so there are made Collyries, making us forthwith to see the images of spirits in the Aire, or elsewhere, as I know how to make of the gall of a man, and the eyes of a black Cat, and of some other things. The like is made also of the blood of a Lapwing, of a Bat, and of a Goat, and they say, if a smooth shining piece of Steel be smeered [smeared] over with the juice of Mugwort, and made to fume, it will make invocated spirits to be seen in it. So also there are some suffumigations, or unctions, which make men speak in their sleep, to walk, and to do those things which are done by men that are awake, and sometimes to do those things, which men that are awake cannot, or dare not do. Some there are that make us to hear horrid, or delectable sounds, and such like. And this is the cause why Maniacall, and Melancholy men believe they see, and hear those things without, which their imagination doth only fancy within, hence they fear things not to be feared, and fall into wonderfull, and most false suspicions, and fly when none pursueth them, are angry, and contend, no body being present, and fear where no fear is. Such like passions also can magicall confections induce, by Suffumigations, by Collyries, by Unguents, by potions, by poisons, by lamps, and lights, by looking glasses, by images, enchantments, charms, sounds, and Musick. Also by divers rites, observations, ceremonies, religions, and superstitions; all which shall be handled in their places. And not only by these kind of arts, passions, apparitions, and images induced, but also things themselves, which are really changed, and transfigured into divers forms, as the Poet relates of <em>Proteus, Periclimenus, Acheloas,</em> and <em>Merra,</em> the daughter of <em>Erisichthon:</em> So also <em>Circe</em> changed the companions of <em>Ulysses,</em> & of old in the sacrifices of <em>Jupiter Lycæus,</em> the men that tasted of the inwards of the sacrifices, were turned into Wolves, which <em>Pliny</em>saith, befell a certain man called <em>Demarchus,</em> the same opinion was <em>Austin</em> [Augustine] of: for he saith, whilest he was in <em>Italy,</em> he heard of some women that by giving Sorceries in cheese to travellors [travelers], turned them into working Catle [cattle], and when they had done such work as they would have them, turned them into men again, and that this befell a certain Father called <em>Prestantius.</em> The Scriptures themselves testify that <em>Pharao's</em> [pharaoh's] Sorcerers turned their rods into Serpents, and water into blood, and did such like things.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>1. <em>Et dicit Hermes quod sperma ceti in suffitu non habet sibi par ad alliciendos daemones: quare, si ex eo et lignum aloes, costo, musco, croco, thymiamata, cum sanguine upupae distemperatis, fiat suffitus, valde cito congregat spiritus aereos.</em> ["And Hermes said that the spermaceti has no equal for attracting the daemons, wherefore, if you make an incense from it, along with lignum aloes, costus, musk, crocus, and frankincense, combined with the blood of a hoopoe, when fumigated will very quickly congregate the aerial spirits."] This is from Raziel 2:3, 7, ff 27v-28r, 34v, e.g. Sl. 3846 140r.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>1. Tutia, <em>Lat.</em> tuthia, is omitted in the J.F. English translation.<br clear="none"/>2. <em>Lat.</em>: et perpetuo virides aereique colores.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>1. <em>Iaspis multigenius</em><br clear="none"/>2. all thorny Trees, and the Dog-tree: <em>omnes spinosae atque cornus</em>.<br clear="none"/>3. Lat. <em>ferales</em> ("funereal").<br clear="none"/>4. Lat. <em>corvi et cornices et picus</em>.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>1. Lat. reads <em>ambra</em> -- "amber", not "ambergris".</strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>[Ptolemy, <em>Quadripartitum</em> cf. ed. F. Boll - Ae Boer (Leipzig 1954) 2:3 ¶ 15-50. AKA <em>Tetrabiblos</em>. Compare tr. 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Net Neutralityhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/net-neutrality2018-06-11T05:30:41.549000Z2018-06-11T04:41:23ZErebus<div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The FCC voted to repeal net neutrality and let big cable companies control the Internet. But after millions of us flooded Congress with emails and calls, the Senate overturned the FCC’s disastrous decision. Now we need the House of Representatives to do the same. Tell your lawmakers you want freedom on the Internet now!</strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>net neu·tral·i·ty</strong></span></div>
<div><div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em>noun</em></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 18px;">noun: <strong>net neutrality</strong>; noun: <strong>network neutrality</strong></span></div><ol><li><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;">the principle that Internet service providers should enable access to all content and applications regardless of the source, and without favoring <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> blocking particular products <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> websites.</span></div></div></div></div></div></li></ol></div></div></div><div><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/VrfAZZgmNBo?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe><br clear="none"/></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>What <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> Net Neutrality?</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">Net neutrality <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> the principle that individuals should be free to access all content and applications equally, regardless of the source, without Internet Service Providers discriminating against specific online services <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> websites. In other words, it <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> the principle that the company that connects you to the internet does <span></span><span><span>not</span></span> get to control what you do on the internet.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">Without net neutrality rules in place, ISPs like Verizon and Comcast can prevent users from visiting some websites, provide slower speeds for services like Netflix and Hulu, <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> even redirect users from one website to a competing website. Net neutrality rules prevent this by requiring ISPs to connect users to all lawful content on the internet equally, without giving preferential treatment to certain sites <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> services.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">In the absence of net neutrality, companies can buy priority access to ISP customers. Larger, wealthier companies like Google <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> Facebook can pay ISPs to provide faster, more reliable access to their websites than to potential competitors. This could deter innovative start-up services that are unable to purchase priority access from the ISPs. Also, if ISPs can charge online services to connect to consumers, consumers would ultimately bear these additional costs (for example, on their monthly Netflix bill <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> in the cost of products from a local online store).</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Background on the Current Fight for Net Neutrality</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">In January 2014, as a result of a Verizon lawsuit, the D.C. District Court struck down the FCC’s net neutrality rules. While the Court made clear that the FCC has authority over internet access generally, it found that the open internet rules specifically were built on a flawed legal foundation. The decision left it open for the FCC to decide what to do next to reestablish net neutrality.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">In May 2014, the FCC, led by Chairman Tom Wheeler, introduced its proposal for net neutrality rules, which detailed the problems that occur when ISPs get to choose winners and losers online, but still allowed for fast lanes and slow lanes online, and did <span></span><span><span>not</span></span> go far enough to establish meaningful net neutrality. The FCC accepted public comments on this proposal, and received a record-breaking 4 million comments calling for reclassifying broadband as a Title II telecommunications service. This updated classification would allow the FCC to enforce net neutrality and would be in line with the court's 2014 decision. In response, President Obama endorsed Title II for net neutrality in a video in November 2014, and FCC Chairman Tom Wheeler published an op-ed proposing Title II authority, including for the first time mobile broadband protections, in February 2015.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">On February 26th, 2015, in a historic vote, and after an unprecedented outpouring of public support, the FCC voted to pass the Open Internet Order, enacting the strongest net neutrality rules in history. By embracing its Title II authority and creating clear, bright line rules against blocking and discrimination, Chairman Wheeler and the FCC earned a reputation as defenders of the Open Internet.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">The decision faced multiple legal challenges from the wireless and cable industries, but the D.C. Circuit Court of Appeals, the same court who originally sent the rules back to the FCC to be reworked in 2014, upheld the FCC's rules in June 2016, and denied petitions to reconsider its decision in May 2017.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;">Commissioner Ajit Pai was appointed Chairman of the FCC in January 2017. In response to his plans to eliminate net neutrality, there was a public outcry in support of net neutrality that was even greater than what the FCC had experienced in 2015. Despite this, Chairman Pai circulated his proposal for repeal in November 2017, and the proposal was passed in December 2017, overturning the Open Internet Order. Luckily, thanks to public support, the Senate passed a CRA resolution of disaproval in May to overturn Chairman Pai's decision, and now the House of Representatives <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> preparing for the same vote. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/ede977bd-78dd-4656-8b79-0c7c4f428b4d/945ac793-68b7-4fab-912f-da1f6a114207.png" /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Once the Order goes into effect on June 11, there will be: </strong></span></p><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;">NO rules preventing blocking of website, services, <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> content online</span></li><li><span style="font-size: 18px;">NO rules preventing throttling <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> slowing down of website <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> services online</span></li><li><span style="font-size: 18px;">NO rules preventing paid prioritization where broadband providers give preferential treatment to some websites and services over others</span></li></ul><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Public Knowledge continues to fight for Title II classification of internet access service, which <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> the only way to have strong net neutrality rules that allow customers to have a reasonable expectation of consistent, reliable, and nondiscriminatory services. Contact Congress at <a shape="rect" href="http://publicknowledge.org/SaveNetNeutrality" target="_blank">publicknowledge.org/SaveNetNeutrality</a> and tell your representative to use the CRA to restore the Open Internet Order.</strong></span></p><p><br clear="none"/></p><div><h2><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>neutrality</strong></span></h2><div><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Our elected officials in Congress can overrule the FCC and save net neutrality using the Congressional Review Act (CRA). But they’ll only do it if we make them. The CRA resolution <a shape="rect" href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/the-switch/wp/2018/05/16/net-neutrality-is-getting-a-big-vote-in-the-senate-today-heres-what-to-expect/?noredirect=on&utm_term=.b708d06a9545" target="_blank">passed the Senate 52-47</a> in a historic upset. But now we’re fighting an uphill battle to get the House of Representatives to do the same. It’s <span></span><span><span>not</span></span> going to be easy, but if the whole Internet comes together to fight, we can win. Here’s how:</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>In the House, we’ll need 218 lawmakers to sign on to a “<a shape="rect" href="https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2018/05/path-victory-net-neutrality-house-representatives-and-how-you-can-help" target="_blank">discharge petition</a>" in order to force a vote past leadership to the floor. That means we’ll need to convince all the Democrats and about 25 Republicans to support the CRA. The clock <span></span><span><span>is</span></span> ticking — if the CRA resolution doesn’t get a vote this year, it dies when the new Congress comes into session. </strong></span></p><h3><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><br clear="none"/>Here’s how we’ll do it this time:</strong></span></h3><ul><li><h4><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/ede977bd-78dd-4656-8b79-0c7c4f428b4d/6f9fd408-3661-4cdf-b64d-fa61979df9aa.png" />Flood them with calls and emails</strong></span></h4><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>When millions of people call and email their representatives, Congress listens. That’s why we developed a widget that website owners can place on their site, giving their site’s users the opportunity to contact Congress. And we’ve created art assets that will allow individuals to spread the word on powerful social media platforms.</strong></span></p></li><li><h4><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/ede977bd-78dd-4656-8b79-0c7c4f428b4d/76feebbe-47dc-4124-8f5b-aaa0a51b5460.png" />In-district constituent pressure</strong></span></h4><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It’s important for lawmakers to see the people who support net neutrality. We’ll help schedule in-person events, protests, meetings, and canvassing to mobilize constituencies (like veterans) that move republicans.</strong></span></p></li><li><h4><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/ede977bd-78dd-4656-8b79-0c7c4f428b4d/df553111-5445-4cec-8659-602ef86faebc.png" />Mobilizing small businesses</strong></span></h4><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>In Washington, money talks. So lawmakers listen to the small business owners in their districts because those business owners are vital to the local economy. We need to reach out to small business owners to ask them to sign our <a shape="rect" href="https://www.businessesfornetneutrality.com/" target="_blank">petition</a> in support of net neutrality, then we hand-deliver this petition to our politicians.</strong></span></p></li></ul></div></div><div><h2><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>We're making Congress listen</strong></span></h2><div><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Voters from across the political spectrum agree: they don't want their cable company to control what they see and do online. The FCC's reckless repeal of net neutrality has sparked an unprecedented backlash, as millions of Americans have contacted their lawmakers in protest. The numbers below represent actions taken through BattleForTheNet.com and its partners. Many more have taken action on other sites <span></span><span><span>or</span></span> contacted their lawmakers directly.</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>To help convince the House, <a shape="rect" href="https://www.battleforthenet.com/#bftn-action-form" target="_blank">contact congress now</a> and add to these numbers.</strong></span></p></div>
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Inside The Child-Stealing Cult: The Familyhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/inside-the-child-stealing-cult-the-family2018-06-06T18:06:03.695000Z2018-06-06T18:03:42ZErebus<div><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>The '60s and ’70s were famous for ushering in an era of open-mindedness, music, and revelry. Unfortunately, this period also marked the rise of many cults that would stretch far and wide, from San Francisco to Japan.<br clear="none"/>One such cult in Australia is called “The Family".<br clear="none"/>Even though its followers—mostly children—have grown and have been disconnected from the group for decades, the trauma of living in the highly abusive environment still haunts all of those who were involved.<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kb4GdTpaKE/Wxfk1WOGOYI/AAAAAAADazY/s2oShzfNB8kOpxwzr9hwIb0qsvwMpoYrQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="460" data-original-width="631" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kb4GdTpaKE/Wxfk1WOGOYI/AAAAAAADazY/s2oShzfNB8kOpxwzr9hwIb0qsvwMpoYrQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily1.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>The Family was led by Anne Hamilton-Byrne, a charismatic yoga teacher whose practices to raise a “master race" were largely unethical—and nearly homicidal.<br clear="none"/>In 1963, Anne Hamilton-Byrne, a glamorous delusional Australian yoga teacher, met the highly-respected bullshit artist British physicist Dr. Raynor Johnson. Together, under the influence of drugs like LSD, they began adult education classes called <br clear="none"/>“The Macrocosm and the Microcosm."<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HG9_791Lb_8/Wxfk-uPVqMI/AAAAAAADazc/BTsZNIztjLM83iO9-fYO9JB3rfZ5OBJrQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="629" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HG9_791Lb_8/Wxfk-uPVqMI/AAAAAAADazc/BTsZNIztjLM83iO9-fYO9JB3rfZ5OBJrQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily2.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>In Anne’s mind, it was up to her to raise children who would be able to create a “master race" in the wake of the apocalypse. Through scams and other questionable means, she adopted children throughout the ’70s and ’80s. Fourteen were believed to be her biological children with husband Bill Byrne, while others were born to other cult members. To Anne, they were all her children.</div><br clear="none"/>Anne preferred that the children have identically bleached blonde hair and bob haircuts. “I wanted them to look like brothers and sisters," she said.<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TN9qcaNPIM8/WxfleTAXoGI/AAAAAAADazo/mtMMjlzSdMA1NS7EtMMIrUsbR_FlahOjACLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="414" data-original-width="631" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TN9qcaNPIM8/WxfleTAXoGI/AAAAAAADazo/mtMMjlzSdMA1NS7EtMMIrUsbR_FlahOjACLcBGAs/s640/thefamily3.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVlV2ZlTNQs/WxflecSrdgI/AAAAAAADazs/HRAqNplErtYfjnVe6HRn431YP-wpKDhGQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="942" data-original-width="633" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVlV2ZlTNQs/WxflecSrdgI/AAAAAAADazs/HRAqNplErtYfjnVe6HRn431YP-wpKDhGQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily4.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/>----<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9i0_YER7IKM/WxetnZmZYrI/AAAAAAADazE/2ouN4TJE0k8BAmyrHfbon08jnHKZGPFcwCLcBGAs/s1600/Village-of-the-Damed-main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="545" data-original-width="970" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9i0_YER7IKM/WxetnZmZYrI/AAAAAAADazE/2ouN4TJE0k8BAmyrHfbon08jnHKZGPFcwCLcBGAs/s640/Village-of-the-Damed-main.jpg" width="80%" /></a><br clear="none"/><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><br clear="none"/><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ExmVmtYrnU/Wxfln1bJO3I/AAAAAAADazw/YMBYvzTF2iov3-mp21ZRXAVygkQ-WftfQCLcBGAs/s1600/village-of-the-damned-original.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ExmVmtYrnU/Wxfln1bJO3I/AAAAAAADazw/YMBYvzTF2iov3-mp21ZRXAVygkQ-WftfQCLcBGAs/s640/village-of-the-damned-original.jpg" width="80%" /></a></td></tr><br clear="none"/><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Village of the Damned much?</td></tr><br clear="none"/></tbody></table><br clear="none"/>----<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>But the children weren’t always treated lovingly. Allegedly, they were starved, beaten, and injected with LSD by Anne and other leaders of the cult. When asked why she imprisoned a total of 28 children, Anne replied, “I love children."<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0roLRgsKx90/WxfmXTE2_dI/AAAAAAADa0E/6kILJMGUAHori3BEFMX9ymDUN6HV034YwCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="440" data-original-width="634" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0roLRgsKx90/WxfmXTE2_dI/AAAAAAADa0E/6kILJMGUAHori3BEFMX9ymDUN6HV034YwCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily5.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ8xMKuiq_Y/WxfmXcV0B9I/AAAAAAADa0I/OiY5lifhlbMEVy1L8pafsDghYRxXLhkhQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="412" data-original-width="634" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ8xMKuiq_Y/WxfmXcV0B9I/AAAAAAADa0I/OiY5lifhlbMEVy1L8pafsDghYRxXLhkhQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily6.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8E-GxsXLKY0/WxfmXnoXQdI/AAAAAAADa0M/6HWdnYUFawg71afFIHvPwFDhAtPSo9PcwCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="352" data-original-width="631" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8E-GxsXLKY0/WxfmXnoXQdI/AAAAAAADa0M/6HWdnYUFawg71afFIHvPwFDhAtPSo9PcwCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily7.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/>Anne and Bill created a special school for the children so that they wouldn’t be “tainted" by the information from the outside world.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Anne was one of the few female cult leaders in the world. At one point, she had up to 500 followers.<br clear="none"/>Anne was filmed saying, <br clear="none"/>“We’ve received the call—and great things will be done."<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cv-OQSOSmFc/WxfmpIc4TQI/AAAAAAADa0k/KrdKJnPx_z4WzXCJhN2AdQ2Q8W4DyO6IwCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="412" data-original-width="634" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cv-OQSOSmFc/WxfmpIc4TQI/AAAAAAADa0k/KrdKJnPx_z4WzXCJhN2AdQ2Q8W4DyO6IwCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily9.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keeLA7DA6TM/Wxfmo-g_siI/AAAAAAADa0c/6DXaJmjmtf87VJAwzeObgmQeAvD8XukPgCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="633" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keeLA7DA6TM/Wxfmo-g_siI/AAAAAAADa0c/6DXaJmjmtf87VJAwzeObgmQeAvD8XukPgCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily10.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BGUb85IhyI/Wxfmo7cZAvI/AAAAAAADa0g/509mAzRhlhslrY_nGuToTDhRIlcGh9UQQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily81.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="427" data-original-width="629" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BGUb85IhyI/Wxfmo7cZAvI/AAAAAAADa0g/509mAzRhlhslrY_nGuToTDhRIlcGh9UQQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily81.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Trouble arose for Anne and The Family in 1983, when police visited their Lake Eildon compound in Victoria, Australia in search of a missing girl. The girl was not found, but officers became suspicious of the goings-on in the area.<br clear="none"/>It wasn’t until 1986 that police had sufficient evidence that 13-year-olds were being injected with LSD against their will. This sparked the first of many investigations.<br clear="none"/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRnxBdUpb-Q/Wxfm_LIv28I/AAAAAAADa0w/dn9fKsMViiIqvSSVRBjGmnrD16ULj8mmQCLcBGAs/s1600/thefamily13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="364" data-original-width="630" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRnxBdUpb-Q/Wxfm_LIv28I/AAAAAAADa0w/dn9fKsMViiIqvSSVRBjGmnrD16ULj8mmQCLcBGAs/s640/thefamily13.jpg" width="80%" /></a></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>In 1987, after two children escaped the property, police were able to raid the compound to save six more. Shockingly, Anne and her husband, Bill—pictured below with a teen from their cult—were only ever charged with fraud due to forging birth certificates.<br clear="none"/>Now 96, Anne has never been convicted for her crimes. She refused to take responsibility, and now lives with dementia in a nursing home.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>As a young woman, Anne never knew her father and her mother was severely mentally ill, which might have accounted for her own psychological issues.<br clear="none"/>The meetings became increasingly religion-based, and they incorporated a mixture of Christianity and Hinduism. 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NOVELIST GRAHAM GREENE PLAYED RUSSIAN ROULETTE AS A TEENAGERhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/novelist-graham-greene-played-russian-roulette-as-a-teenager2018-05-19T06:33:13.188000Z2018-05-19T06:26:37ZErebus<div><br clear="none" /></div>
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<div>If the first volume of his autobiography A Sort of LIfe is to be believed, then the novelist Graham Greene did not have a very auspicious childhood.<div><br clear="none" /></div>His earliest memory was of sitting in his pram atop a hill, with a dead dog at his feet. When he was five, Greene walked with his nurse close to an alms-house, outside of which a crowd had gathered. Suddenly a man rushed forward and into the building. It was said he was about to cut his throat. Greene and his nurse waited among the wide-eyed spectators, until the man appeared at an upper window and cut his throat. Greene did not recall the latter part, but his brother Raymond confirmed what happened.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Another unpleasant memory was of “a tin jerry full of blood:” Greene had just had his “adenoids out and tonsils cut.” It all reads like the memoir of one of his fictional characters, Minty say, from England Made Me. Yet, if this was not enough Blud und Tod for a budding psychologist, Greene adds in details of a recurrent nightmare:<div><br clear="none" /></div> <br clear="none" />...I was terrified by a witch who would lurk at night on the nursery landing by the linen-cupboard. After a long series of nightmares when the witch would leap on my back and dig long mandarin finger-nails into my shoulders, I dreamt I turned on her and fought back and after that she never again appeared in sleep.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Dreams, we are told, were important to Greene: “the finest entertainment known and given rag cheap,” and he claimed two of his novels and several short stories “emerged” from his dreams.<div><br clear="none" /></div>He also suffered what he described as “terrors”: a dread of birds, and bats, and a “recurring terror of the house catching fire at night”.<div><br clear="none" /></div>In his teens, Greene had a breakdown, caused by “the interminable repetitions” of school life, “its monotony, humiliation and mental pain.” It led him to seek “forms of escape”: he cut his leg in a misguided attempt at suicide; “drank a quantity of hypo under the false impression it was poisonous”; downed a bottle of hay-fever drops, which contained a miniscule amount of cocaine; picked and ate some deadly nightshade, which had a slightly narcotic effect; and swallowed twenty aspirins before swimming in the empty school baths.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Greene was sent for psychoanalysis, where he “nearly” fell in love with his analyst’s wife, and soon after with another patient (a ballet student). He then began to invent answers in response to his analyst’s probing questions, but fails to reveal if his analyst was fooled by his dissembling.<div><br clear="none" /></div>In 1923, at the age of sixteen, Greene found a pistol in a corner cupboard in the bedroom he shared with his brother.<div><br clear="none" /></div>The revolver was a small ladylike object with six chambers like a tiny egg-stand, and there was a cardboard box full of bullets. I never mentioned the discovery to my brother because I had realized the moment I saw the revolver the use I intended to make of it. (I don’t to this day know why he possessed it; certainly he had no licence, and he was only three years older than myself. A large family is as departmental as a Ministry.)<div><br clear="none" /></div>With his brother away (rock-climbing in the Lake District), the revolver was “to all intents” Graham’s own. Greene wrote that he knew what he wanted to do with it, having been inspired by a book he had read on White Russian officers, who bored with inaction in the frozen reaches of their country would invent ways to literally kill time:<div><br clear="none" /></div>One man would slip a charge into a revolver and turn the chambers at random, and his companion would put the revolver to his head and pull the trigger. The chance, of course, was five to one in favour of life.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Writing almost 50-years after the event, Greene builds on his self-mythologizing by explaining how he would have described these events if he had been dealing with an imaginary character:<div><br clear="none" /></div>...I might feel it necessary for verisimilitude to make him hesitate, put the revolver back into the cupboard, return to it again after an interval, reluctantly and fearfully, when the burden of boredom and despair became too great.<div><br clear="none" /></div>This, of course, is only to show how Greene’s “burden of boredom and despair” was far greater than any contrived fiction. He knows automatically what he will do with the revolver. His life has become so dull that he could take “no aesthetic interest” in anything others may describe as beautiful—Greene felt nothing. His “boredom had reached an intolerable depth…” and he was “fixed, like a negative in a chemical bath.”<div><br clear="none" /></div>The scene now set, Greene begins his tale:<div><br clear="none" /></div>Now with the revolver in my pocket I thought I had stumbled upon on the perfect cure. I was going to escape in one way or another…<div><br clear="none" /></div>Unhappy love, I suppose, has sometimes driven boys to suicide, but this was not suicide, whatever a coroner’s jury might have said: it was a gamble with five chances to one against an inquest. The discovery that it was possible to enjoy again the visual world by risking its total loss was one I was bound to make sooner or later.<div><br clear="none" /></div>I put the muzzle of the revolver into my right ear and pulled the trigger. There was a minute click, and looking down at the chamber I could see that the charge had moved into the firing position. I was out by one. I remember an extraordinary sense of jubilation, as if a carnival lights had been switched on in a dark drab street. My heart knocked in its cage, and life contained an infinite number of possibilities…<div><br clear="none" /></div>This experience I repeated a number of times. At fairly long intervals I found myself craving for the adrenalin drug, and I took the revolver with me when I returned to Oxford….<div><br clear="none" /></div>Then it was a sodden unfrequented lane. The revolver would be whipped behind my back, the chamber twisted, the muzzle quickly and surreptitiously inserted in my ear beneath the black winter trees, the trigger pulled.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Slowly the effect of the drug wore off—I lost the sense of jubilation, I began to receive from the experience only the crude kick of excitement. It was the difference between love and lust.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Back home, Christmas 1923, Greene “paid a permanent farewell to the drug.”<div><br clear="none" /></div>As I inserted my fifth dose, which corresponded in my mind to the odds against death, it occurred to me that I wasn’t even excited: I was beginning to pull the trigger as casually as I might take an aspirin tablet. I decided to give the revolver—since it was six-chambered—a sixth and last chance. I twirled the chambers round and put the muzzle to my ear for a second time, then heard the familiar empty click as the chambers shifted. I was through with the drug…<div><br clear="none" /></div>Though he suffered from bouts of “boredom” or rather depression in later life, Greene never repeated his gamble with death again. His brother Hugh, however, was skeptical of Graham’s story, and it has been suggested Greene would have known exactly where the single bullet lay in the chamber by the weight of the gun.<div><br clear="none" /></div>Why Graham Greene indulged in this game of Russian roulette is perhaps explained by the particulars of his childhood. His father was headmaster at Berkhamsted School. The family were domiciled in one part of the house, the other part doubled as the school rooms. The symbolic point of entry from one world to the other was through “a green baize door,” just beyond his father’s study.<div><br clear="none" /></div>At home, his mother was distant, and the young Greene could have no close affiliation with his father, as he was his headmaster.<div><br clear="none" /></div>While at school, Greene was viewed as a “Quisling,” a collaborator with the classroom enemy, someone not to be trusted by the other pupils. It left Greene isolated and desperately alone.<div><br clear="none" /></div>The thirteen weeks of a term might just as well be thirteen years. The unexpected never happens. Unhappiness is a daily routine. I imagine that a man condemned to a long prison sentence feels much the same. I cannot remember what particular item in the routine of a boarding-school roused this first act of rebellion—loneliness, the struggle of conflicting loyalties, the sense of continuous grime, of unlocked lavatory doors, the odour of farts (it was sexually a very pure house, there was no hint of homosexuality, but scatology was another matter, and I have disliked the lavatory joke from that age on). Or was it just then that I suffered from what seemed to me a great betrayal?<div><br clear="none" /></div></div><div>This sense of betrayal was to influence all of Greene’s life and fiction—it is the theme in the majority of his writing, and a factor in his relationships with others. It was also the subconscious influence on his near fatal actions in 1923—for Greene there could be no better self-vindication than the attempted betrayal of his own life.</div>
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Haunted Maps and Morehttps://insainment.postach.io/post/haunted-maps-and-more2018-05-19T06:15:06.028000Z2018-05-18T21:24:44ZErebus<div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><iframe height="500" src="https://www.google.com/maps/d/u/0/embed?mid=1gpV_uEhHpeU1bfqyRoKX7beknKs" width="650"></iframe></div></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/hejldwqan/466498.gif" alt="466498" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/5pflpx4gv/466500_v1.gif" alt="466500_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/bdlwgtgj3/466508_v1.gif" alt="466508_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/8jir3egxr/466512_v1.gif" alt="466512_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/xcsb41s8f/466514_v1.gif" alt="466514_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/86rcx8tj3/466518_v1.gif" alt="466518_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/8wa59kc27/466522_v1.gif" alt="466522_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/rbum6zsrj/466530_v1.gif" alt="466530_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/p7a95wjf3/466550_v1.gif" alt="466550_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/3xmmv10jj/466562_v1.gif" alt="466562_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/8wa59lmcv/466552_v1.gif" alt="466552_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <img src="https://s25.postimg.cc/4n5f7g68v/466744_v1.gif" alt="466744_v1" width="30%" hspace="20" vspace="20"/> <br/><br/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Baltimore</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Several nation-shaping events have played out on Baltimore's historic streets: the American Revolution, the Civil War, and the Battle of Baltimore in the War of 1812. Hundreds of years of lost lives and the spirits that remain make the Fells Point area popular among ghost trackers. Guided tours through the maritime neighborhood take you to taverns, shops, and restaurants where things go bump in the night.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Tour the Westminster Hall Catacombs, the final resting place of Edgar Allan Poe, who is said to haunt various locations in town. At the 18th-century Fort McHenry, apparitions of a uniformed soldier with a rifle have been reported. Walk beneath the rigging of the 1854 USS Constellation warship and feel the presence of those who have met death on her deck.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The haunted Admiral Fell Inn. Guests can join a free historical ghost tour through the hotel's seven buildings every Friday and Saturday night.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">New Orleans</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Not much, it seems, separates the living from the dead in New Orleans. Because the town is below sea level, tombs sit above ground in the 42 cemeteries within city limits. Ghosts from the War of 1812 still hang around the French Quarter. And visitors to the grave of a prominent 1800s voodoo queen continue to leave offerings and ask for help.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Take a nighttime tour of a haunted mansion. Wander through St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 and see the tomb of voodoo queen Marie Laveau. The ghost of pirate Jean Lafitte is said to frequent Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop Bar in the French Quarter. Muriel's Jackson Square restaurant leaves a glass of wine and bread at the resident ghost's table to keep him happy.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The French Quarter's historical Hotel Monteleone. The haunted hotel has an elevator that stops on the wrong floor and houses spirits of playing children.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Galveston, Texas</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>When the Galveston Hurricane of 1900 struck, some 8,000 lives were lost—about 6,200 more fatalities than in New Orleans' devastating Hurricane Katrina seven years ago. Galveston's was the deadliest natural disaster in U.S. history, and ghost hunters say most of the town's spirits linger in its storied harbor and Victorian mansions.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Through October the Galveston Historical Foundation runs haunted harbor and haunted cemetery tours. You can also tour the city's oldest home, the Menard House, where seances were regularly held during the 1800s. The year-round Ghosts of Galveston Tour makes its last stop at the Tremont House Hotel to share details about a fourth-floor Victorian-era murder and haunting.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: Hotel Galvez, built in 1911. Odd occurrences witnessed by hotel staff include dishes breaking with no one around, children's laughter in the salon bathroom, and an apparition of the legendary Ghost Bride in Room 501.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Gettysburg, Pa.</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>During the most tragic battle of the Civil War, about 51,000 soldiers were killed or injured in and around Gettysburg. There was so much spilled blood on the floors of churches and schools (used as makeshift hospitals) that drainage holes had to be drilled in the floors. Baltimore Street downtown and Hospital Road in the countryside are purported hotspots for spirits with unfinished business.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: On the historic Farnsworth House's candlelit ghost walks you can descend into a 19th-century Victorian viewing parlor and hear about its spirits. After Dark Investigations lets you use EMF detectors, EVP voice recorders, and temperature gauges during their tours. At The International Museum of Spiritual Investigations, see a video of paranormal activity on the Gettysburg battlefield.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The haunted Lightner Farmhouse bed and breakfast. Three miles south of Cemetery Hill, this historical Federal-style home once served as a hospital for wounded Civil War soldiers.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Savannah, Ga.</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Savannah may look like a sweet Southern belle, but she keeps a dark secret. The city was built, literally, on its dead. Homes and buildings sit atop Native American burial grounds; roads cover forgotten cemeteries of slaves and colonialists. Over the years, bloody battles, massive fires, yellow-fever epidemics, and hurricanes have taken hundreds of lives, leaving behind unsettled spirits.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Ghost tours take you around the historic district and to the Colonial Park Cemetery, where the gates aren't the actual cemetery borders. Walk through Mercer House, where the book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil's alleged murder took place. At Moon River Brewing Company, ask about the ghosts that have approached the bar, flung silverware, or walked up the stairs.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The haunted Marshall House. It was Savannah's first hotel and was used as a hospital during yellow-fever outbreaks and the Civil War.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Portland, Ore.</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Beneath the cobblestoned streets of Portland's Old Town lies the legend of the Shanghai Tunnels, passageways that swirl with dark tales and hauntings. As the story goes, men who came to Portland to work—sailors, loggers, cowboys, and others—were "shanghaied," or kidnapped through trapdoors in saloons, smuggled through the tunnels to the waterfront, and sold to sea captains. A recent episode of Ghost Adventures on the Travel Channel explored this mysterious Portland underground.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Go below Old Town Pizza on a Beyond Bizarre Ghost Tour and use ghost-hunter equipment to locate Nina, a tunnel spirit. The Cascade Geographic Society leads Shanghai Tunnels tours that start at the haunted Hobo's Restaurant in Old Town.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The McMenamins' White Eagle Saloon & Rock 'n' Roll Hotel above one of Portland's oldest bars. Locals say the basement tunnels were used for shanghaiing drunken patrons.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Athens, Ohio</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>This Ohio University town is home to the Athens Lunatic Asylum, a mental institution open from 1874 until 1993 and known for its lobotomy practices. Now a university-owned property called The Ridges, the building has its share of haunted stories, say many amateur researchers: disembodied screams, apparitions that walk the halls, and a ghostly bloodstain on the floor. Throughout campus there are several haunted dorms, sororities, and fraternities.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Hike The Ridges' nature trails and explore its three cemeteries where headstones eerily bear patient numbers, not names. On the OU campus, officials have reportedly sealed off Room 428 in the Wilson Hall dormitory due to hauntings by a female student who was killed there, according to local legend. The West State Street Cemetery's Angel of the Unknown Soldiers has been known to shed a tear or flutter her wings when people pass by.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The Ohio University Inn. It's on campus and within walking distance of The Ridges.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Washington, D.C.</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>It's an election year, and some in D.C. will be watching for the demon black cat that is rumored to show up in the U.S. Capitol Building as an omen of national tragedy or change of office. Ghost trackers say it appeared just before President Lincoln's assassination at Ford's Theatre (which has its own haunting stories). Abraham Lincoln, John and Abigail Adams, Dolley Madison, and Andrew Jackson are among the spirits that have been sighted in the White House.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Take a behind-the-scenes National Building Museum Ghost Tour to hear about after-hours apparitions and shape-shifting figures in the building that was originally the restitution office for Civil War widows and children. Washington DC Ghost Tours' guides tell some disturbing stories about Lafayette Square, the White House, The Hay-Adams hotel, and St. John's Church.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The Omni Shoreham Hotel. In 1930, the executive housekeeper and her daughter died in Room 864, now named the Ghost Suite.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">Chicago</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>It was here, on Valentine's Day, 1929, that seven men were lined up against the wall of a garage at 2122 North Clark Street and gunned down by Al Capone and his Prohibition-era gangsters. Strange mists, screams, and machine gun sounds have all been experienced at the site; other local gangster hideaways and crime scenes are also said to be haunted.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: In a forest preserve in south Chicago's Midlothian suburb is the neglected Bachelor's Grove Cemetery and pond, the legendary dumping ground for bodies of gangsters. Chicago Ghost Investigations helps you connect with spirits in a warehouse once used by Capone. On an after-dark Wateriders Shady Chicago kayak tour, you can hear stories as you paddle over haunted spots on the Chicago River.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The Congress Plaza Hotel, a hangout of Capone's where apparitions, whispers, and moved objects have been reported.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><b><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;">San Francisco</span></strong></b><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>In the 1850s, Chinese immigrants came in droves to San Francisco, seeking their fortunes in gold. But when there was no gold to be found, they couldn't afford to return to their families in China. Most took on menial jobs and died alone with unfulfilled dreams. These souls, the wandering ghosts of America's oldest Chinatown, are said to inhabit its alleyways today.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Haunted Experiences: Take a Chinatown Ghost Tour to roam the gambling houses, narrow streets, and dark alleys at night. Paranormal activity has also been reported in two other popular areas. The Presidio, a retired military base with a hospital and cemetery, was featured on an episode of the Syfy Channel's Ghost Hunters. At Alcatraz, some say they've heard voices from within cell walls and seen figures walking through cellblocks.<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>STORY: Alcatraz night tours make former prison even spookier<br clear="none"/>PHOTOS: Behind the scenes on a nighttime tour<br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/>Where to Stay: The Queen Anne Hotel, a Victorian bed and breakfast. It was once called Miss Mary Lake's School for Girls, and Miss Mary appears regularly in her old office, Room 410</div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/></div>Friday the 13th 3 (Novel)https://insainment.postach.io/post/friday-the-13th-3-novel2018-05-15T08:05:29.975000Z2018-05-15T07:59:38ZErebus<div><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/914609f5-b0b6-4708-8e05-841f44d74da5/5417e2da-a088-42e1-b960-e8865171bacb.jpg" /><br clear="none"/></div></div>
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Friday the 13th (Novel)https://insainment.postach.io/post/friday-the-13th-novel2018-05-15T07:58:58.442000Z2018-05-15T06:27:33ZErebus<div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/198a0a7d-78c1-4951-a315-cc70bc7d69b0/2167fa47-79ab-4174-8bf8-816f07378d2e.jpg" width="800" height="1150"/></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Prologue</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Night is the best time for stories.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It’s dark at night.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>What you can’t see in the darkness, you imagine. Sounds you don’t hear in the daytime seem very loud, significant, and ominous. A slight rustling in the bushes, a faint creak on the stair outside the bedroom door. Perhaps it’s only the wind. Perhaps its only the house settling. Perhaps. But sounds at night can be disturbing, noises in the darkness make the imagination see what the naked eye cannot. The imagination feeds on darkness. And it’s hungry at night.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It began, as stories often do, around a campfire on a warm summer night. The time was 1958. The place, Camp Crystal Lake.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Imagine log cabins set back in the trees, picnic tables, a small dock sticking out into a lake surrounded by deep woods, a few rowboats and canoes. There were a thousand places just the same, summer camps run on a shoe-string by small-town-families--the Christy’s in this case, nice people, fond of kids-- places remained locked most of the year, sitting idle, not costing any money except for the few months in summer, when the operating costs were small enough to allow for a little profit.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Crystal Lake wasn’t one of those large, well-financed places with a fleet of paddle boats, a corral full of horses, and a small fortune in sporting-goods equipment. It was just a small family-owned business, cheap to run, cheap to attend. A few cabins nestled in the pine trees on a lake shore near a small town, where lower income families could afford to send their children for a short vacation. Fresh air and outdoor activities for the kids, and a few weeks of peace and quiet for the parents. Not a bad business if you’re not looking for a lot of money.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>You hired a few older kids as counselors who doubled as the setup crew, arriving a couple of weeks early to open the camp, turn on the water, and do the little maintenance. In return they got the opportunity to roam in the woods, relax and have a little fun--perhaps even a summertime romance--and you didn’t have to pay them much. It beat the hell out of working as a fry cook at McDonald’s. The counselors took care of the kids when they arrived so you didn’t have to do much. You didn’t really even have to be there. Maybe in the early spring you’d hire a plumber to replace some pipes that had frozen and cracked during the winter. Maybe you’d buy a new rowboat once every few years, some cots and outdoor furniture, all insignificant expenditures. The overhead was low, the time involved was minimal. The operation practically ran itself.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>What could go wrong?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The camp had just opened for the summer, but it was going to be a short season. The counselors had spent the day sweeping and cleaning, doing a little bit of carpentry, hauling out the targets for the archery range, storing the supplies. Most of the work was finished. They’d been at it for about a week, and none of them was a stranger anymore. A few had already grown close.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>As they sat around the campfire, singing “Michael, Row Your Boat Ashore," Berry hugged his legs and watched Claudette playing the guitar. The two of them were singing an altogether different song, one that did not require any words. Their eyes sent messages.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Claudette finished playing as they sang the last “hallelujah" and wordlessly handed the guitar to one of the other girls, her gaze locked with Barry’s. Barry stood and offered her his hand. She took it, smiling knowingly, and they left the campfire as the group started singing “Hang Down Your Head, Tom Dooley." The sounds of the singing and the guitar receded as they walked through the darkness toward the barn. The crickets, too, were singing in the night.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Claudette hesitated coquettishly at the entrance to the barn, pulling back on Barry’s hand. “Somebody’ll see!" she said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“No they won’t." Barry tugged her gently by the hand, leading her into the darkness of the barn. He closed the door behind them and flipped on a light. As he turned, Claudette rushed into his arms. Their lips met in a long kiss.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Does MaryAnn kiss as good as I do?" Claudette asked coyly when they both came up for air.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“How would I know?" Berry said, a bit too quickly."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Oh, you!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Come on."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He took her hand again and led her up the steps into the loft. Claudette picked up a warn woolen blanket. She paused, staring at him uncertainly.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“You said we were special," she said, as if reading from a scrip used by countless young couples before them, performing the necessary motions of the courtship ritual. The unspoken agreement, sealed with knowing gazes and lingering kisses; the token protest; the need for reassurance at the last minute. . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I meant everything," Barry said kissing her again to prove it. Perhaps he really did. But it was more likely he didn’t, and she probably knew it, too. The physical need two people felt for one another was only the beginning. Sometimes it was an end in itself, a brief sharing of pleasure, a need mutually fulfilled and selfishly taken. Sometimes it was only a catalyst for something deeper, a bond of real intimacy, but that kind of intimacy only came with time. And although they didn’t know it, neither Barry nor Claudette had much time left.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>As they settled down on the blanket they had spread on the floor of the loft, huddling close and holding one another, the barn door downstairs opened slowly. Soft footsteps made little sound as they moved toward the stairs; the music of youthful passion covered the sounds of the measured tread moving stealthily up the steps.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>A faint creak, the footsteps hesitated…</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But no, they didn’t hear.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Mmmm," Claudette moaned, and then she stiffened slightly as she felt Barry’s hand fumbling with the zipper on her shorts. “No," she said, catching his hand, but not really fighting.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Come on," said Barry, his voice plaintive. His lips gently brushed her ear. “A man’s not made of stone."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She giggled.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Please?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She sighed, as if with resignation, and released his hand, then her eyes widened as she saw a shadowy figure standing in the darkness at the entrance to the loft.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Somebody’s there!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They both sat up in alarm, buttoning up and tucking in, smiling nervously and blushing, feeling embarrassed and self conscious.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“We weren’t doing anything," Barry said quickly. He stood up as the figure in the shadows moved toward them. He smiled guiltily and shrugged. “Hey, really, we were just messin’ around--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The knife plunged deep into his stomach.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He gasped with pain and shock, doubling over, his hands instinctively going to the wound. The room started to spin and he fell back, landing on a roll of chicken wire, clutching his stomach. Warm blood spurted out between his fingers and ran from the corner of his mouth and life ebbed quickly.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Claudette brought her hands up to her face and screamed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The killer came toward her.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Claudette backed away, her gaze riveted to the bloody hunting knife. Eight inches of steel streaked with scarlet. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. She shook her head, unwilling to believe this was happening.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“No. Please, no!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She whimpered, darting to the left, then to the right, but the killer followed her motions, blocking off escape, slowly closing the distance between them. She panicked and sought shelter behind a pile of boxes, grabbing them and throwing them, backing away, looking desperately for a way out, but she was cornered. She suddenly felt her back up against the wall and there was no escape. She screamed as she saw the gleaming knife rise and start its swift descent.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It was like a streak of fire across her chest, a burning, incandescent pain more agonizing than anything she had ever felt. The blade bit deeply, ripping through her flesh, sinking in up to the hilt.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It rose again and fell, and rose and fell, and rose and fell, over and over. Claudette wasn’t screaming anymore, but still the killer hacked away, like a runaway machine, and over the sounds of metal thudding into flesh and bone there came the distant sounds of singing from around the campfire.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Poor boy, you’re going--to--die--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 16-20</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Often there were particular stories that were told over and over, stories that had become part of the folklore of the town, part of the history. In Crystal Lake, it was the story of “Camp Blood"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Camp Blood, as it came to be called was the place on the outskirts of the town, about ten miles down the country road, owned by the Christy family. For twenty-some-odd years the story had survived, passed on orally like an Indian myth. It survived because it possessed all of the ingredients that made for a legend.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It centered on a place, Camp Crystal Lake--only the locals called it Camp Blood--and its focus was violent death and mystery. The mystery was that no one had ever learned who caused the deaths or why. And it concerned a local family--the Christy’s--who owned the place and who had tried to fight the legend, to no avail. Ever since 1958, each time they tried to get the camp going again, something stopped them. Stopped them in a way that only added to the legend of Camp Blood.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Some said it began in 1957, after that young boy had drowned. His name was Jason Vorhees. Pamela Vorhees’ boy. A shy child, quiet and strange. Went swimming along out in Crystal Lake. They never found his body.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Others said it began in ‘58, when those two young camp counselors were killed. They found the horribly mutilated bodies in the barn, hacked to pieces. The girl who had found them, the murdered girl’s bunkmate, had been taken to the county hospital in a state of nervous shock. Some claimed she got better, others insisted that she was still in an institution somewhere, locked up in a padded cell and screaming about blood. The police had never solved the murders.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Theories abounded. Depending on who told the story, the murders were either committed by one of the other counselors in a fit of jealous, homicidal rage or by an escaped inmate from an insane asylum or by a Satan cult or by some deranged derelict living in the woods--still on the loose, still out there somewhere--or if you listened to crazy old Ralph, by vengeful ghosts or ravening demons or by little green men from a UFO. The story varied according to how much old Ralph had to drink, but then nobody listened to old Ralph anyway.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Old Ralph was the town geek. No small town was complete without one. Big cities had them too, more than their share, but in big cities geeks simply wandered the streets, talking to themselves and carrying all their belongings in shopping bags, sleeping in parks or down in the subways. They were ignored by a population that considered them a nuisance and didn’t really want to see them, lest they feel some spark of human pity. People in small towns noticed. Maybe no one listened to them, but at least they noticed them, which made for some kind of human interaction. Old Ralph was happier in the town of Crystal Lake then he would have been in a big city. He had no friends, except his imaginary ones and his long-suffering wife, but people noticed him and knew him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Every now and then he’d get tanked up and hear the Call. He would mount up his old Schwinn “newsboy special," the kind of bike you don’t see anymore, with sheet metal wrapped around the top frame rail so that it looks like it has a gas tank, the kind with the big balloon tires and springs under the seat. He would ride out like Paul Revere, shouting the gospel, doing the lords work, a latter day Reverend Jonathan Edwards preaching to the sinners, a Puritan warning of an angry God. Nobody listened, but at least they heard him, and because they heard him, they called the sheriff and Officer Dorf would be send out to bring Ralph in to sleep it off.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It was a symbolic relationship. It made old Ralph feel noticed and it made Officer Dorf feel like a real policeman. He needed his big Harley-Davidson Electra Glide with the siren and the lights, he needed his spit-shined riding boots and his crash helmet with the department’s gold insignia painted on, he needed his hand-tooled gun belt, loaded down with every conceivable accessory a police officer could possibly desire, from the basket weave Bianchi leather holster to the billy club to the chromed steel handcuffs to the speed loaders to the special police Kel flashlight and the utility snap pouches, where he carried chewing gum and breath mints. He liked to use the 10-Code when he spoke on the Motorola radio, just like the cops on TV, despite the fact that there were only four officers on the Crystal Lake Police Force and there wasn’t any need to abbreviate everything using numbers instead of simple phrases in plain English. Dorf dreamed about leaving Crystal Lake and becoming a policeman in a big city like New York or Los Angeles. He felt trapped in Crystal Lake, but his police paraphernalia and his Wyatt Earp attitude helped him to live out his dream, at least a little bit. </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Annie Phillips, on the other hand, felt trapped by the big city. She needed to get away every chance she got, which was mostly during summer vacations, when she took jobs as a cook at various camps. It paid a little more than just being a counselor and good cooks were always in demand. It gave her a chance to get out into the country and breathe fresh air for a few weeks. She lived for it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She dreamed of leaving the city forever and moving to a log cabin or an A-frame house in the country, perhaps starting a small crafts business or getting a job as a cook in a resort hotel. She and Dorf might have had an interesting conversation about the pros and cons of their respective dreams, but Dorf wasn’t on hand to welcome her to Crystal Lake when she arrived. He was out cruising on the highway, looking for speeders, and all Annie had to welcome her was she hiked into town was Ed Bryant’s old dog, Winslow, who watched the pumps for Ed and barked whenever a car pulled in.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 28-34</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Annie opened up the door and jumped down lightly. “No sweat. Thanks a lot for the lift."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She dragged her knapsack off the front seat and set it down between her legs, then slammed the door shut. Enos pulled off with a wave, shaking his head sadly. Annie watched him drive off. She hoped he wasn’t a typical example of the folks in Crystal Lake. First crazy old Ralph, then paranoid Enos. Sometimes people in small towns were wary of outsiders. Maybe the folks in Crystal Lake were like that or maybe they just had something personal against the Christy family. In a small town, it didn’t take much. News traveled fast, everybody knew everyone else, it was hard to keep things quiet. It didn’t take much for people--or for places--to get a reputation.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>An unfortunate incident like a drowning could develop into a story of a place that had been jinxed, as Enos had put it. But that has happened--when was it he said, 1957? Years ago. Assuming that it had really happened. Yet he had also said something about a couple of kids being murdered in 1958. Steve Christy hadn’t said anything about that when he hired her. Not that she could really blame him. Even if it was true, it had been a long time ago, but people were funny about some things. People who were otherwise perfectly sensible could be superstitious about things like that. That’s why if you were trying to sell a house, you didn’t tell prospective buyers someone had been murdered in it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Enos had also mentioned something about fires. Assuming that was true as well, there was probably a perfectly logical explanation for it. Vandalism, for example. Kids fooling around at night in a place that was supposedly haunted--something like that was always good for a thrill--or maybe some of the locals had taken a hand, to make sure that the Christy family didn’t get their operation off the ground again. Who knew? Still, perhaps that was something she should ask Steve about. He seemed like a reasonable guy, straightforward and sincere. If any of these things had really happened, there was probably a perfectly good reason why he hadn’t told her. It might be difficult to get people to work there if they thought the place was jinxed. But if there was a chance they could expect some trouble from the locals, Annie wanted to know about it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She shrugged and picked up her pack. Now she was getting paranoid. It was that easy. It didn’t take much. She started walking down the road and soon she had put Enos and crazy Ralph and their ghost stories out of her mind. It was going to be a good summer, the peaceful and quiet beauty of the country, a placid lake, campfires and songs, and who knew, maybe even a sweet, foxy hunk thrown in. And she’d be getting paid for it. Nothing like a couple of months in the woods to get your head straight before you went back to the city and to school, to noise, cold and pollution, and too many people in too small a space. One of these days, she would find just the right place to settle down. But for now, she had nothing more complicated to look forward to than cooking a few meals and kicking back at night to watch the stars or go skinny-dipping in the lake.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had walked perhaps two or three miles when she heard the sound of a car coming up behind her. She turned and smiled and stuck out her thumb. It was a jeep, moving quickly down the road. It passed her without slowing down and she made a wry face, but then the driver hit the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road. She hitched up her pack and ran up to the jeep. Things were looking up already. She’d probably catch a ride all the way up to the camp. She opened the door, shrugged out of her pack, and tossed it in the back.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hi," she said, smiling at the driver as she got in. “I’m going to Camp Crystal Lake."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The driver shifted into first and the wheels spun for a moment in the loose dirt on the shoulder, then found traction, and the jeep shot forward.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I’m going to be on the staff up at the camp." she said, trying to make pleasant conversation.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The driver remained silent.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Annie shrugged. She knew that small town people didn’t talk as much as city people, but there was no harm in trying to be friendly. “I guess I’ve always wanted to work with children," she continued. “I hate it when people call them ‘kids.’ Sounds like little goats." She grinned.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>No reaction from the driver.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Anyway, when you’ve got a dream as long as I have, I guess you’ll do anything," she said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The driver didn’t ask about her dream, so Annie just decided to shut up and watch the scenery.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It went by at quite a rapid clip. God, she thought, first you get some crazy old coot who tells you that you’re going to die, then you get some paranoid redneck who wants you to quit your job and go back where you came from. And now this silent treatment. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything about Camp Crystal Lake. Maybe she should have just waited until they got to the road leading to the camp and said, “You can let me out right here." Maybe the people in town of Crystal Lake really did have something against Steve Christy.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She decided to be grateful for small favors. At least she was getting a ride. And at the speed they were going, they’d be there soon. She wouldn’t have to put up with the silent treatment for much longer.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They were driving well over the speed limit. She watched the trees whip by, and then a small road leading off on a diagonal, with a signpost that said, “Camp Crystal Lake." She turned and watched it recede.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hey, wasn’t that the road for Camp Crystal Lake back there?" she said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>No response from the driver. The jeep didn’t slow down.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She glanced back out the window, then started at the driver nervously. “Uh…think we’d better stop. You can let me out right here."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The jeep did not slow down.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Please?" said Annie, starting to feel a little frightened.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The jeep sped up.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Please, stop!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The driver didn’t even look at her.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Please! Stop!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Now the driver looked. Annie panicked at the expression of utter loathing and cold fury in those eyes.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She fumbled for the door handle, forgetting all about her backpack, and managed to get the door open. The wind whistled past her as she struggled to push it open. They had to be doing at least sixty. She jumped.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She cried out as she struck the dirt shoulder of the road and rolled down into a ditch. For a moment, she lay stunned, feeling the shock of the impact and the sudden pain shooting up her leg.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The tires screeched as the driver hit the brakes. The engine revved as the jeep was shifted into reverse. Then Annie heard it backing up. She had no idea what the driver was going to do and she had no intention of waiting around to find out.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She struggled to her feet, wincing with pain. Her leg would barely support her. She saw the jeep approaching quickly and she turned and limped off into the woods, trying to get out of sight. As she hobbled into the shelter of the trees, she heard the jeep stop and the door slam.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Fear sent adrenaline coursing through her and she half ran, half stumbled through the bushes, ignoring the branches that struck her face, not knowing where she was going, just fleeing in directionless panic, trying to put as much distance between herself and her pursuer as possible. She whimpered as she staggered ahead, both from fear and pain, and imagined she heard a crashing through the brush behind her. She tried to speed up and fell, her leg buckling beneath her. She sobbed for breath, biting her lip to keep from crying out.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She glanced quickly all around her.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Everything was quiet.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She was afraid to move. Afraid to make the slightest sound.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She strained to listen.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>There! A footstep!</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Where? Where was it coming from? She had lost all sense of direction. She turned…and saw a pair of legs right in front of her. She looked up slowly and saw the knife.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“No," she whimpered, shaking her head, her eyes wide with fear. “Please, no!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She backed away, scuttling in the leaves, unable to take her eyes off the keen blade. She came up against a tree.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Get up, her mind screamed. Get up and run! Run!</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She struggled to her feet, using the tree for support, her breath coming in quick gasps. “No, please, no…"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>All she could see was the knife, shining brightly, coming closer…</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She screamed and felt a searing, white-hot pain as the blade slashed across her throat, opening a deep gash that spouted blood as the knife sliced through her trachea, severing her jugular vein. Then she couldn’t scream anymore as blood filled her lungs and her vision was blurred by a red mist.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 35-46</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>As Annie’s life was ending in the woods about three-quarters of a mile from Camp Crystal Lake, Ned Rubenstein felt that his was just beginning. He turned right at the intersection of the crossroads and gunned his brand-new Chevy pickup down the country road. The cab was filled with bluegrass music from the tape deck and the interior still had that new car smell. The truck was a present from his father for having made the honor roll every year since he had started high school. Ned was always goofing off and his father had made the promise easily, never dreaming Ned could do it, but he had underestimated him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The deal was that if Ned buckled down and worked hard for four years, he’d get a new car for graduation and be allowed to attend the college of his choice. That was all it took, a little motivation. And it hadn’t been that difficult to do. His reward had been a brand-new red Chevy pickup with a white camper on top and a killer sound system and, in the fall, he’d be heading out to California to start school at UCLA.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He couldn’t wait. He was already dreaming of the beach at Malibu, thinking about the girls he’d meet and the connections he would make in UCLA’s film program. He’d already had half a dozen T-shirts made, all different colors, all bearing the legend, “Why grow up when you can make movies?" Add a couple pairs of jeans and some new Reeboks and there was his college wardrobe. Now all he had to do was kick back for a few lazy weeks in the woods, take some little kids on nature hikes and teach them swimming and archery, and then mellow out around the campfire after they had gone to bed, drink a few beers, and smoke a joint or two while he dreamed California dreams. Everything was great. All it would take to make it a perfect summer would be meeting some foxy girl up at the camp.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jack, on the other hand, wasn’t taking any chances. He had brought his own. He and Marcie were sitting in the back of the big cab, making out. They had been inseparable all through their senior year and they had signed up as counselors together so they could spend the summer with each other before going off to different schools. Outwardly, they both talked about keeping their relationship going, but, realistically, they both realized the odds of remaining a couple were slim once they’d started college in different states and started meeting different people. </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Consequently, there was a last minute urgency about them. They were like a bomb getting ready to go off.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Ned glanced up in the review mirror. “Hey, Marcie?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She broke off their kiss long enough to acknowledge his presence. “What?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Ned grinned. “You think there’ll be other gorgeous women at Camp Crystal Lake, besides yourself?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Marcie laughed. “Is sex all you ever think about, Ned?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hey, no. No, absolutely not!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Ha!" Jack made a face.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Sometimes I just think about kissing women," Ned said. He couldn’t resist rubbing it in a little. He knew that Jack and Marcie hadn’t made it yet. Jack had confessed as much to him one night over a few beers. It drove him crazy. Marcie apparently kissed like a nuclear reactor melting down, but always drew the line at having sex. Jack claimed it was one of the things he really liked about her. Ned remembered being brought up short that that peculiar comment.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Now wait a minute," he had said, “let me get this straight. It’s driving you crazy that she won’t sleep with you, and at the same time you say the fact that she won’t have sex with you is one of the things you like about her?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jack had taken a long swig of beer and grinned. “Yeah, I guess it does sound sort of weird, doesn’t it? But think about it. If a guy wants to get laid, there are a lot of girls around who wouldn’t mind at all. But I don’t want to pressure Marcie. If you love somebody, you don’t pressure them. Love is about trust, not lust."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah, but it sounds to me as if you’re suffering from a bad case of both," said Ned. “Love and lust."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Look, I love Marcie, all right?" said Jack. “And if you love somebody, I mean if you really love them and you’re not just bullshitting yourself, you don’t try to jump their bones just because you’re horny. If that’s the bottom line, then you’re not making love, man, you’re just using someone else to get your rocks off. If you’re that cheap and sleazy, you might as well whack off. At least you don’t have to buy your right hand dinner. If you’re doing that to someone else, you’re lying to them, man. And chances are, if it’s that easy, they’re probably doing it to you. That’s not being in love, that’s just being selfish."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“God damn, Jack," Ned said, grinning. “You’re a romantic."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“So? You think that’s funny? What the hell is wrong with being romantic? Maybe if more people were romantic, they’d stay together longer."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Well, that’s what you say," said Ned. “But is it what you really believe? This is going to be your last summer together, man. It’s gotta be now or never."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I know," said Jack, staring miserably into his beer. “I know; you don’t have to tell me."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They pulled off onto the dirt road marked with a new sign that read CAMP CRYSTAL LAKE. Ned slowed down and followed the winding dirt road through the trees until they came to a larger sign saying, WELCOME TO CAMP CRYSTAL LAKE, EST. 1935. A lean, shirtless man with eyeglasses and a mustache was swinging an ax, leaning into it as he chopped at the roots of a large tree stump. Ned pulled over and parked.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hey, you want to give me a hand over here?" the man yelled as they got out of the truck.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Sure," said Jack.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The shirtless man turned and called out toward one of the cabins. “Alice!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>A pretty young blond woman came out, carrying a broom.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I want to get this tree stump out," the man said to them. “Get on this side. You pull on this side and I’ll pry. On three, okay? Alice?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Coming," shouted the blonde, hurrying over to them.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He counted off and they all put their backs into it. The stump resisted for a moment, then it went over and both Jack and Ned stumbled back slightly as it gave way.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“That’s great," said the shirtless man, taking off his work gloves. He offered Jack his hand. “I’m Steve Christy."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Jack Kendall. This is Marcie Gilchrist."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hi, there."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Ned Rubenstein."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake," said Steve. “This is Alice."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Hi," the blond woman said, smiling at them. “Ah, Steve, Cabin B’s all ready."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Oh, good," said Steve. “Where’s Bill? Has he finished cleaning out the boathouse yet?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I don’t know," said Alice. “I haven’t seen him in the past half hour."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Oh." said Steve. “I wanted him to start painting right away."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Ned glanced at Jack and Marcie. What the hell was the rush?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Well, what about Brenda?" Steve said?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“You told her to go set up the archery range," said Alice.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“No, no," said Steve, “I’d rather she paint." He turned to face the others. “Well, come on. Let’s go." He clapped his hands together and rushed off somewhere like a man trying to get ten things done at once.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Ned looked at Alice with bewilderment. “I thought we had two weeks," he said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Alice laughed. “Come on, I’ll show you where you can stow your gear and get changed."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They barely had time to put on shorts and sneakers when Steve Christy came back, detailing jobs alike a drill sergeant in boot camp. He seemed hyper and nervous, anxious to get everything done right away, and as fast as they worked, he thought of new things that needed to be done immediately. He kept pulling out an inventory list he had made up of items from the hardware store in town; it seemed he’d brought out their entire stock. Ned began to feel that by the time the kids arrived, they’d all be utterly exhausted.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They swept out cabins and replaced door hinges, painted trim and put new putty around the windows, installed signed on buildings with drills and wood screws, chopped firewood, installed new oar locks on the rowboats, cleaned the bathrooms, and generally ran around like squirrels storing away nuts for the winter. And they had just arrived.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Had they known about the history of the camp and Steve Christy’s personal problems, they might have understood his anxiety. As it was, they were having reservations about the laid-back summer they’d been hoping for. If this was any indication of what they could expect, it could turn out to be a real hassle. Who the hell needed a camp director who thought he was a troop commander? Still, the work needed to be done and setting up a camp properly always took a lot more time and effort than running it did. The sooner they got it done, the sooner they’d be able to relax. For the time being, they decided to give Steve Christy the benefit of the doubt. But he did seem awful nervous.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They broke for lunch--sandwiches and chips--which Alice threw together because the new cook hadn’t arrived yet. Steve took yet another trip into town to pick up more supplies. It hardly seemed possible that it was only lunchtime, considering all the work they’d done, but they were making rapid progress. Even Steve started to relax a bit when he saw how things were going.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He set down a box and helped Alice balance a rain gutter she was attaching to the roof. “Here, let me give you a hand with that."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Thanks," she said, speaking around the nails in her mouth. She needed three hands to balance the gutter, keep her own balance on the ladder, and hammer in the nails. They were all getting tired.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Got it?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I got it."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Alice drove the nails in, climbed down, and moved the ladder. Steve picked up a sketchpad she’d left lying on the deck in front of the cabin. He flipped the pages slowly. They were drawings she had made of the campsite, of the lakeshore, and of him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“You draw very well," he said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Thanks," she said. “I wish I had more time to do it." Take the hint, Steve, she thought. For God’s sake, relax a little.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“When did you do this?" Steve said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Last night."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She started hammering nails again. Steve stared at the drawing she had made of him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Do I really look like that?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She glanced over her shoulder. “You did last night," she said. She took the remaining nails and pounded them in, then climbed down the ladder.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“You’ve got talent," said Steve. The conversation seemed awkward somehow, after she’d brought up last night.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They’d been alone and had done a lot of talking, but nothing had been resolved. She didn’t really understand his need to go through with this. As far as she could see, the camp was nothing more than a white elephant. Steve had a real problem with it and she had problems of her own, of which Steve was one. He insisted on getting the camp started up again, fixing it all up, and making it a making a going concern. He said it was to prove that the story about the place being jinxed was nonsense, that once the camp was all fixed up and they’d had a good season, it would be easier to sell it. But she had the feeling it was much more than that. He had to prove something to himself, as well. Prove not only that there was no curse on the camp, but that were was no curse on the Christy family, either. The place had ruined his father and he was obsessed with the idea of making a go of it, of succeeding where his father had failed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“This really isn’t your cup of tea, is it?" Steve said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He’d been hoping that she could get caught up in the spirit of the whole thing, that working together would help to bring them closer, but she was only going through the motions. Maybe that was the problem with their relationship as well. They were only going through the motions. And Alice had other options.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She signed and said nothing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Want to talk about it?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“It’s just a problem I’m having," she said. “Nothing personal," she added ironically.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He took a deep breath. “You want to leave?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I don’t know," she said. “I may have to go back to California to straighten something out."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Come on," said Steve. “Give me another chance. Stay a week. Help get the place ready. By Friday, if you’re still not happy, I’ll put you on the bus myself."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“All right, Friday," she said. “I’ll give it a week."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Thanks, Alice." He started to turn away, then stopped, looked over his shoulder, and said, “Oh, do me a favor? Check with Bill and see if we need anymore paint."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She started after him in disbelief as he walked away, carrying the box from the hardware store. She was seriously beginning to wonder why he wanted her to stay. Was it because they needed to see if they could work things out between them or was it just because he could use another warm body to get the camp ready? Well, she had given him a week. If he didn’t come down to earth and get his head straight by next Friday, she’d be on that bus.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She turned and started walking through the trees down toward the dock. She simply couldn’t understand why this whole thing was so important. It was only real estate, after all. Granted, it wasn’t exactly a booming area, but would it really make that much difference if there was a summer camp established on the property? If Steve wanted to sell it, why didn’t he just put it on the market and let it go at that? He had argued that the summer camp would make a difference, a big difference, that it would turn a basically worthless piece of property into an income-producing property, which would make it that much easier to sell. They had argued about it. She couldn’t see his point. How could lakefront property be worthless?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“It isn’t about whether or not it’s income-producing property," she had said. “It’s about this obsession of yours with this Christy family curse nonsense. That’s what it’s really about, isn’t it?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Don’t be ridiculous," said Steve. “You know perfectly well there isn’t any curse--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“That’s right," she said, “I know it perfectly well and you know it perfectly well. So why isn’t that enough? Why do you have to prove it to the people in this town? Who cares what they think?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“It isn’t that," Steve had said. “You don’t really understand--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“So explain it to me, then," she demanded. “I mean, what is it, you want to stay in Crystal Lake for the rest of your life and run a summer camp two months out of the year? For heaven’s sake, Steve, write it off. Put it up for sale with an agent, cut your losses, and let’s go do something with our lives!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But it wasn’t all that simple. Steve had unfinished business and he wanted her to wait and help him finish it. Meanwhile, she had unfinished business of her own back in L.A. And she wasn’t all that certain she wanted to finish it. Maybe it was her business here, with Steve, she should be finishing. In any case, she had a week in which to make up her mind. Why did relationships have to be so goddamned complicated?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Bill?" She called to the young man working by the dock. “Steve wants to know if we need more paint."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“The paint’s all right," Bill said. “I think we’re going to need some more thinner, though."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Okay, I’ll tell him." She turned to go.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Alice?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Did the others show up?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah," she said, “everybody except that girl who was supposed to handle the kitchen. Annie."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Bill wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. “You think we’re gonna last all summer?" he said, grinning.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I don’t know if I’m going to last all week." She signed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Bill laughed, but she didn’t. She wasn’t joking.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 50-53</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jack and Marcie couldn’t hold it in any longer. They both started laughing and Brenda realized that she’d been had. Jack and Marcie, who both knew Ned from school, were used to him doing things like that. He could tell the most outrageous stories with a straight face, just making them up as he went along, seeing how far he could push it before people realized he was pulling their legs. He was a real screwball that way, always goofing off, but the work that morning had gone a lot easier with him around keeping things light.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It hadn’t taken him long to realize that Brenda was a sucker for a straight face and an outrageous line and she had immediately become his favorite mark, but she didn’t really mind. He made her laugh. It was a big improvement over most of the guys she’d known who were always concerned with coming on strong and cool to impress her. Neddy’s sense of humor impressed her much more than some guy cruising her like a macho jerk. She’d had more than her share of those.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She opened the door of the prefab storage shed and took out one of the straw archery butts. Earlier that morning, she’d slipped the new targets on over the straw butts and screwed the tripods together, so now all she had to do was carry the targets onto the range. She picked up the target. It was awkward to carry, through, not very heavy. She walked out to the range with it, where she had already set up the tripods. She hung the target on the tripod and stepped back from it a pace, brushing a few stray pieces of straw off her shirt. Suddenly an arrow hissed right past her and thudded into the bull’s-eye of the target, missing her only by about a food.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She gasped and turned to see Ned standing a short distance away, holding a bow and several arrows.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Ta-da!" he sang out, giving her a little bow.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She stared at him with disbelief. “Are you crazy?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Wanna see my trick shot?" he asked, grinning and fitting two arrows to the bow. “Its even better."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I don’t believe you!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He dropped his lip in a Bogart sneer. “You know, you’re beautiful when you’re angry, sweetheart."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah," he replied.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Did you come here to help me or to scare me to death?" She grabbed the arrow he had shot and went after him with it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He laughed, retreating from her in mock terror.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Ned, if you do that again, I’m going to tack you up on the wall to dry!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“God, I love it when you talk sexy!" He laughed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She gave up. She just couldn’t stay mad at him. Between the cornball lines and the ridiculous delivery, there was something about him that simply got to her. She didn’t know what the hell it was. He was like an unruly little kid. She wanted to grab him, pull down his pants, and spank him. Pretty kinky, Bren, she thought. Either that or the guy’s bringing out your maternal instincts. Watch out. Could be trouble. The guys who were really dangerous were the ones who could sneak in past your defenses. And Ned was already halfway there. She felt strongly attracted to him in spite of herself.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He helped her finish hanging the targets and they went back to the cabins to change into their bathing suits and finish working on the dock. Ned kept them all in stitches, doing his impression of Steve Christy as the camp commandant, waving his arms around and barking out orders as they pushed the last piece of the dock into the water and secured it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 59-61</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Back inside her cabin, Alice stripped off her bathing suit and slipped into a robe. Steve still hasn’t returned from town. So far, he’d spent the whole day running in every direction at once. He seemed more concerned with how things were going for the camp than with how things were going for them. Give me a week, he’d said. She wondered if a week would actually change anything. What could happen in a week? Well, maybe a lot could happen in a week, if they really had a chance to talk, but then they’d had a chance last night and nothing had been settled.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She looked around at the cabin, figuring she could take it for another week. It really wasn’t all that bad, but she could think of lots of places she’d rather be. Maybe even California. But there were problems there, as well. Two men in her life, both nice men, but both with their own agendas to consider. Neither of them was willing to give up his own interests for hers, but each expected her to give up interests for his sake. She wondered if she wouldn’t be better off forgetting about both of them. But it wasn’t all that easy. Nice men were hard to find and relationships were complicated. She cared about them both. John and Steve were waiting for her to make a choice. The problem was she didn’t know how to choose.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She brushed her hair and went over to the dresser, taking out some fresh underwear, a T-shirt, and a clean pair of jeans. The trouble was, she wasn’t sure what she really wanted. She didn’t like the pressure. She couldn’t think straight. Only one thing was clear; she wasn’t about to settle down in the town of Crystal Lake. When Steve had spoken to her about the camp, he had talked about it as a piece of property he had inherited, an investment, not as a business he actually planned to run himself. Nor did she expect to find herself drawn to it. She subsequently realized that Camp Crystal Lake was an albatross around Steve’s neck. Somehow, he seemed to feel that it was something he had to atone for.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The camp had been his father’s downfall. It had ruined him. There had been problems. She knew that a little boy had died--Steve didn’t like to talk about it, he wouldn’t elaborate--and the following year, something terrible had happened, an accident, Steve said, but the talk in town didn’t sound as if whatever happened had been an accident. But what did they call the place Camp Blood? One of the other kids--Ned? Or was it Bill?--had mentioned some killings that had occurred here. She wanted to ask Steve about it, but he was very sensitive about the subject. She knew the moment she brought it up, he’d overreact. She thought it would probably help to talk about it, but it was an extremely sore subject with him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She sighed. How can you hope to have a relationship with someone who avoids things? You can’t solve problems by pretending they aren’t there. And the camp was a real problem with Steve. He was obsessed with making it a success. If he devoted as much energy to their relationship, maybe she wouldn’t be thinking of going back to California. Part of her wanted to leave and just be by herself for awhile, to think things out, and part of her kept hoping he’d give her more of a reason to stay.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>As she shut the drawer, she felt something smooth brush by her foot. She jerked it back and looked down to see a large black snake slithering underneath the dresser. She jumped back and screamed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Bill!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 85-89</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Alice set the open beers on the table, then sat down and lit up a joint, inhaling deeply.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I’m not going to pass Go without a glow." She giggled.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Brenda laughed. “We’ve already rolled for you. You’re going last, okay? And Community Chest can’t give you back your clothes."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She rolled the dice.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Double sixes! I get to roll again:"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Bill sipped his beer and glanced at Alice. “I think we’re being hustled."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I think you’re right," said Alice, leaning back in her chair and taking another toke before passing the joint to Bill.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Steve wouldn’t approve of this, she thought. If he came in now, he’d put a stop to it and give them all a lecture on responsibility. She signed. He’d think all this was juvenile, silly. But it wouldn’t hurt him to be a little silly and juvenile on occasion. Even a little irresponsible. If he kept pushing himself like this, he’d wind up with an ulcer and she certainly wouldn’t be around to see it. She’d be dozing in the California sun.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He’d been so different when she met him. Gentle, compassionate, attentive. Or had she only seen what she had wanted to see? It wasn’t that he was unkind of that he took her for granted; it was just that he was too wrapped up in his plans, to the point of obsession. He simply wasn’t able to see what was really happening around him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Perhaps it was her fault. Perhaps she should have seen it coming. Maybe there was something about her that led her to make the same mistakes with men, over and over. She had been vulnerable when she met him, trying to get over the breakup of a relationship that hasn’t been going anywhere--she had told John that she needed time away from him for a while to thin, time to herself--and then along came Steve, who seemed so very different, so much more relaxed and easygoing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And now she was stuck in the same rut all over again. It was one thing to have plans, to have ambition, goals, but it was something else entirely when those goals and ambitions took over and blocked out everything else. Her father had been like that and she had seen what it had done to her mother.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Her father had been a commodities broker. He had started out with nothing, determined to make a good life for his family. He had worked like a dog, putting in long hours at the office and bringing work home with him, always on the telephone, always with his nose stuck in the Wall Street Journal, always caught up in his dream. There was nothing wrong with pursuing a dream, she thought. There was nothing wrong with planning for the future. But you couldn’t live in the future. You had to take time out to appreciate the present.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Then her father started spending more time at the office than at home. Breakfast with the family became gulped coffee while he scanned the market reports. Conversations over dinner, on those rare occasions when he came home in time for it, because absent grunts and nods while his mind was somewhere else--on work, always the work. He never spoke of anything else. Alice had watched her mother becoming more and more withdrawn, more and more alienated from her husbands world.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>There was never any time for vacations. There was no time for going out to dinner or the movies, or playing with the kids on weekends, or just curling up in front of the fireplace with a glass of wine and a good book. Occasionally, there had been time for arguments, with her mother pleading that he shouldn’t work so hard and her father insisting that he was doing it all for them, so that they could have a better life. It was always the dream of the better life, never the thought that life might just be good enough the way it was if he could only take the time out to enjoy it. But he couldn’t seem to find the time. That time kept drifting into the future, and finally, there was no time left.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Like a clock with a mainspring wound too tight, her father had finally snapped. He had died of a coronary. They had found him slumped over his office desk, a telephone receiver in either hand. He had literally worked himself to death and his heart had burst.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Alice was never going to go through anything like that again. She didn’t want any part of men who became so caught in their plans and ambitions that she wound up being pushed aside. You don’t work for a relationship, she thought, you work at it. And that meant communicating. It meant sharing. It meant not putting things off until some other time when it might be more convenient. That time might never arrive.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>When Steve came back, she was going to have to confront him with it. Maybe if she explained to him why she felt the way she did, he’d understand. Maybe then he’d open up and talk about it, instead of avoiding the subject as he always did.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It was almost as if he was afraid to talk about it. She had seen the curious change come over him as they had driven up to the lake, she had seen him grow tense and moody. As they approached the camp, he had stopped the jeep at the entrance, his mouth a thin line as he simply sat and stared through the windshield at the empty cabins on the lakeshore, like an old soldier revisiting a battlefield.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“What is it, Steve?" she had asked him?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>For a long moment, he said nothing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Steve?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had blinked, as if coming out of a daze, and turned to look at her, a forced smile on his face.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Nothing," he said. “Just thinking about all the work we have to do, that’s all."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But that wasn’t all. She knew there was something else, something he wouldn’t tell her. There was a sense of desperation about him, as if he was frightened of something. What was he so afraid of? He acted as if it were all a mater of life and death.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 91-96</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jack lit up a joint and waved the match out, flicking it onto the floor. He drew the smoke in deeply and exhaled as he lay back on the bed. He thought about Marcie. He wondered if she was taking birth control pills. He wondered why he hadn’t wondered about that before. It was a little late to ask himself that now. Suppose she got pregnant?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Surely she was on the pill. Wasn’t she? She wouldn’t have sex if she weren’t on the pill, thought Jack. But then, on the other hand, he’d had sex and he hadn’t used a condom. Why wasn’t that the same? Wasn’t it being sexist to expect her to take full responsibility for them both being protected? Was it fair to justify it by telling himself that he got carried away, what with the thunder and the lightning getting her excited and the dark, romantic cabin and being all alone out in the woods, her being so near and touching him and looking up at him like that?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He reassured himself that he had never pressured her, that she had made the choice. But what if she got pregnant? What then? They had never discussed that possibility. Would she consider having an abortion? How did she feel about that? Jack didn’t even know how he felt about that. On one hand, it was her body and, ultimately, her choice…but on the other hand, he would have been a part of it as well. It wasn’t something they had ever discussed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Suppose she got pregnant and decided to have the baby? What then? Marriage? Okay, he loved her, no question about that, and he also believed in doing the right thing. He could probably get a transfer to her school…well, come to think of it, she probably wouldn’t be able to go to school, certainly not for a while, and he’d have to get a job, they’d both probably have to get jobs…Could they balance school and jobs and caring for the baby? Day care was expensive, so were diapers, clothes, baby food, medical insurance. . . . And all right, maybe there wasn’t any question that they loved each other, but were they ready to take a step that big?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>How come we never talked about this shit before? Jack wondered. It wasn’t that he felt guilty about what they had done; there wasn’t anything wrong with that. They loved each other, they had waiting until the time seemed right. It wasn’t as if he had just torn off a piece only for the sake of getting laid. This was Marcie, someone he really cared about. But if you really care about someone, Jack thought, you communicated with them; you find out how they feel about things; you talk things out.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Why was it so difficult to talk about sex? Oh, it wasn’t hard at all to talk about it with other guys, like Neddy, but why did it seem awkward to sit down and just discuss it, in a non-threatening way with a girl you cared about? For that matter, he thought, why couldn’t a bunch of us just sit down together and talk about it, just between ourselves, a nice, friendly, loose discussion, find out how we feel about things, bounce ideas off each other?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He imagined himself walking up to the other guys some night, like, maybe tomorrow night, when they were gathered around a campfire, having a few beers, maybe smoking a few, and saying, “Hey, what do you say we talk about sex?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Of course, they’d probably laugh. So would he if Neddy had said something like that, but after they had laughed--and laughing was good to break the tension--he could tell them he was serious, that he wasn’t saying that they should talk about, you know, doing it, but how they really felt about it, what concerns they had about relationships and things like that. Why couldn’t they talk about things like that in a serious, sharing sort of way?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Right then he decided he was going to have a long talk with Marcie that night. That instead of just jumping back into bed with each other and picking up where they’d left off (much as he wanted to do it again) they were going to talk first, really talk and find out how they felt about things, about their plans and how they truly felt about each other. You shouldn’t just let you feelings take control, he thought. They’d just been physically intimate with one another and it was past time they got mentally intimate as well.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Maybe nothing would change. There had been a strong sense of inevitability about this, ever since they knew they would be moving on to different schools, meeting new people, and probably forming new relationships--the tension had been there. It was something they both felt, but they’d never really talked about it. It seemed they both knew it would happen, and it also seemed they both knew it would happen sometime this summer. It was a large part of why they’d decided to take jobs at the camp together, so they could get away and be by themselves before their paths took them in different directions. Deep down, maybe they both knew that after this summer it would be over for them. It didn’t really have to be, but it would be hard to keep things going with all the changes that were coming. They had to go for it while there was still time.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But they had never talked.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“You gotta go for it," on of Jack’s friends at school had said, when they discussed their girlfriends one evening in the locker room after basketball practice. “I mean, you gotta ask yourself," Jack’s friend had said, “what are you waiting for?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I’m waiting for it to be right," Jack replied.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah, you could wait forever that way," warned his friend.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“I don’t want to pressure Marcie," Jack said.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Did it ever occur to you that maybe she’s waiting for you to make the move?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Yeah, sure, I thought about it, but--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“But what? You’re gonna be going to State and Marcie’s gonna be going to Boston. You think she’s not gonna meet new guys up there? You think you’re not gonna meet new girls?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Well, if that’s the way it’s going to be," said Jack, “then maybe we shouldn’t do it, you know? I mean, if it’s not gonna lead to anything--"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Who says its got to lead to something? What are you sayin’, you want to get married, for Christ’s sake? You want to wind up sitting all alone in your college dorm some night, thinking about what might have been? All right, so you’re waiting for her, I can understand that, I guess, but you ever think that maybe she might be getting tired of waiting for you? You gotta go for it, man. Life’s too short.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jack took another long drag on the joint. Maybe his friend was right. Well, the tension was over now. They’d done it and it had been great, better than he could have imagined, and he didn’t feel sorry that they’d done it--no sorrier than he felt that they’d waited--but doing it had been the easy part. They’d opened their bodies up to each other, but that was only part of it. Maybe it was corny, but he felt it was time for them to open their hearts as well. Way past time. You gotta go for that, Jack thought, if you really want making love to mean something, if you want it to me making love, rather than just screwing. He felt really close to Marcie now and he wanted to feel closer. They had to talk about it. Life was too short.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Something dripped down onto his forehead.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>What the hell, he thought, don’t tell me that dam roof leaks. . . But Neddy’s mattress was directly above him, not the roof. He wiped his forehead and squinted at his fingers in the light from the flickering candle.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>His fingers were streaked with red.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 102-106</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She thought of Jack, of his slim, strong body, the feel of his warm skin, his lips on hers, the way he felt inside her. God, she had wanted him so much! All the time they’d known each other, every time they’d almost done it, come so close that they had both ached with the need for one another, all the times she’d pulled back when she really wanted to tear his clothes off and attack him.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She wondered if she had been his first. He certainly hadn’t acted as if he was uncertain or inexperienced. But then, would a guy admit if he was? No, she guessed that Jack probably had girls before, and that the fact that he hadn’t rushed her made it that much more special. She wondered if he knew she was on the pill. He’d never asked her, but he probably assumed she was, figuring she would’ve said something if she wasn’t, although she knew girls who didn’t use anything, but didn’t let that stop them. Stupid. She wondered if he had through she was a virgin.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>In fact, she wasn’t, though she had not been on the pill when she had done it the first time. It hadn’t been smart. And it certainly hadn’t been special. It was long before she met Jack. She had only been fifteen. The experience left much to be desired.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Some of her girlfriends had talked about “saving it" for when they got married, or at least for the “right guy," but that idea had always bothered her. How did you know? How did you know when it was “right"? How could you know if it was really good with someone that you cared about if you had no basis for comparison? And she had no desire to wait until she got married to have sex. Sex was sex and love was love and the ideal situation, of course, was when they went together, but you had to know how to tell the difference between the two. Even so, just because you loved someone was no reason to marry them. It might be a reason to have sex, but it took more than desire to make a marriage or even a relationship. It seemed like every second or third marriage nowadays was ending in divorce and she didn’t want to be part of those statistics.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The first time had been okay, but that was about all she could say for it. Afterward, it hadn’t seemed like a very big deal at all. And that was probably why she had felt so disappointed. It should have been a big deal. Some of her older, more experienced girlfriends had told her about orgasms, about what they felt like, about how incredible it was, but she hadn’t had one that first time. She had gotten we, but she knew that wasn’t it. She remembered thinking, Okay, so that’s what it’s like; well, now I know. She knew there had to be much more to it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She started taking the pill eight months ago. She had frankly expected to have sex with Jack long before this, but she always found herself pulling back at the last moment. It probably wasn’t fair to him to get him so hot all those times and then stop just before they passed the point of no return, but then it wasn’t just a case of her getting him all hot and bothered. It worked both ways. She felt the frustration, too. She cared for him, she cared for him a lot, but she didn’t want to give in to the feelings of the moment only to lie there afterward, thinking to herself, Okay so that’s what it’s like with him; Well, now I know.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Hell, if a girl just wanted to get laid, it was the easiest thing in the world, especially if she was pretty and had nice tits. She just picked up a fake ID, teamed up with a girlfriend she could trust, and hit some bar where she could be sure you wouldn’t run into anyone from school. Or she could go to any one of a million places were you could get hit on my older guys. Christ, it happened all the time. You got hit on in supermarkets, for God’s sake, and in record stores and just walking down the street. And these days, you didn’t even have to wait to get hit on; you could pick out some guy who looked nice, someone who wasn’t an obvious sleaze, and you could make the moves yourself. She knew some girls who did just that, who even made a point of going after married men on the theory they wouldn’t hassle you because they had much more to lose. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted more. Much more.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She didn’t want a short interlude of heavy breathing and temporary pleasure. She wouldn’t settle for just “feeling good." She remembered, after that first time, talking about it with her more experienced girlfriend, who had said, “God, wasn’t it great? Didn’t it just make you want to do it with every foxy guy you know?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had said yes, because the conversation seemed to call for it, but she hadn’t meant it. What she had wanted to say was, “Yeah, well, I guess it was sort of nice, but is that really all there is?" And, “No, it doesn’t make me want to do it with every foxy guy I know. It made me wonder if it’s any different with somebody who loves me, with somebody who wants to be inside me, not just my body."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It made me want to do it with somebody who’d carve our initials on a tree, leave behind more than a memory. A statement. We were here. We did this. We loved.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She hated to think of them being apart after this summer. She felt very close to him right now. But she wanted to feel closer, because of what they’d shared. It was funny, in a way. For as long as they’d been together, there was always that pressure, that slight tension about when it was going to happen. Not if it would happen, but when. There hadn’t been any questions in her mind about the if for quite some time. And now that it had happened, she felt a pressing need to get even closer to him, to become a part of him, especially since they were going to go their different ways after this summer.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She just wished she could peel back the layers of his mind and look inside, see and feel what he was really thinking. Have it written on the wall of her memory.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>We were here. We Loved.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She thought she heard the squeak of the door opening and she pushed the stall door open and peeked out.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Jack?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>No answer.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 114-121</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Steve Christy sat hunched over his coffee at the counter in the general store. It had been a long day, running herd on the counselors, trying to get everything organized, and he was sick and tired of constantly running back into town because he had forgotten something. He had wanted to make sure this would be the last trip. He didn’t particularly enjoy coming into town picking up supplies. Not that anyone gave him a hard time, but there was an edge to the way they all behaved around him. They looked at him strangely. They didn’t have to say a thing. Their eyes did all the talking.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Sandy was the only one who didn’t look at him as if he were is father’s ghost. He had lingered at the counter, enjoying a hot dinner, munching a hot slice of apple pie, and nursing his coffee, much as he used to linger over Cokes and ice cream sodas at this same counter when he was a kid and a much-younger Sandy used to flirt with him, making him feel older. She always had a smile and a friendly word or two, and if she ever said anything about the camp, she didn’t talk about it in his presence. She seemed to understand t hat it was a sore point with him and that this was something he needed to do, if for no other reason than to prove everyone wrong about Camp Crystal Lake and his father.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>I’ll make a go of that damn place, he thought. I’ll make a go of it and show them what a bunch of superstitious nonsense all this stuff about “Camp Blood" is. I’ll show them they were wrong about it, just like they were wrong about my father, a man whose only curse was an incredibly pathetic run of the worst luck in the word. And it would server them right if I sold the goddamned place for a hefty profit to some real estate developer who’d come in and put up condos. He grimaced. That did not seem very likely, although Alice thought it could happen. Lakefront property, she’d said. How can lakefront property be worthless?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He’d wanted to tell her.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Tell her the real reason.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Instead, what he had told her was that it can be worthless if it’s in an area that’s economically depressed. Small towns were dying all over the country. No jobs. The agriculture industry was going down the tubes, with banks foreclosing on small farms and small-town businesses being bled dry as they lost their customers. It would take a lot more to turn things around than an occasional rock concert or music video to benefit the farmer.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Every domestic industry was being affected as the country shifted more and more to service industries and moved away from production, unable to compete with cheaper goods and labor from abroad. There had to be production. People had to get back to working with their hands. They had to have faith in themselves, in their own abilities, in the American spirit. Even the Japanese were saying that. People were buying Japanese cars because they thought they were better than American cars, that the Japanese had better production and better quality control, but even the Japanese admitted that they had learned it from America. He could remember a time when nobody would even touch anything if it said “Made in Japan." That had changed because the Japanese people had made a commitment to changing it. They had worked hard.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had always made a point of reading about people who had started successful companies. About their beginnings. You learned how to be successful by studying successful people. Soichiro Honda had started with a small repair shop in Hamamatsu in 1928 and built it up into a factory producing piston rings, a factory that was bombed to smithereens during the war. But he hadn’t given up. After the war, he started all over again, founding the Honda Technical Research Institute. It was an impressive sounding name, but the “Institute" had actually been only a wooden shed, measuring 18 by 12 feet. Honda had bought 500 army surplus engines, hired a few workers, and stuck the engines into bicycles, connecting them to the rear wheels with a drive belt. They ran on a mixture of gasoline and turpentine and smoked like a plugged up chimney. Not much of a beginning, but look where the Honda Corporation was today.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And look at Chrysler, he thought. Look at any company where the people really cared about what they were doing and you’d see that you can turn anything around if you’re willing to work at it. Compared to some of those stores, a rundown summer camp was a joke. But then, an 18 by 12 foot wooden shed that was supposed to be a “research institute" was a joke, as well.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Sure, he could have taken the easy way out, he could have put the place up for sale, as rundown as it was, and cut his losses, as Alice had suggested.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Alice simply didn’t understand his dreams. She couldn’t appreciate the long view. She didn’t even understand the most basic elements of business. Lakefront property, to her, naturally meant it wasn’t worthless. Never mind that it was in a depressed area. Never mind that it was falling apart from neglect. Never mind that it had been plagued by bad luck, starting with a boy drowning back in 1957 and two counselors being brutally murdered in 1958 and fires set by some arsonist the year after that and one thing after another ever since, so that people now believed the place was cursed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had wanted to tell her the place was worthless because people believed in the curse upon it, and upon his family. They thought he was crazy to re-open the camp, to drop $25,000 of his own money to refurbish it and bring in inner city kids. Everyone in town thought drunken old Ralph was crazy, with his talk about “death curses" and “the Lord’s vengeance," but were they really any better? At least Ralph said what was on his mind. Maybe they didn’t say it out loud, like Ralph did, but they thought it. He was convinced that some of the problems his father had experienced could be traced to the residents of Crystal Lake.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He wondered, as he went around town, picking up supplies, which of the people he encountered had been the ones who set the fires, which ones had vandalized the cabins and poisoned the wells. If there was any curse upon his family, he thought, it had been put there by some of the locals, who didn’t want to see the camp succeed.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They were convinced it was an evil place and they had suited their actions to their beliefs. It was a lot like a salesman who tried to sell a product he didn’t believe in. Because he didn’t believe in it, he didn’t get behind it, and when the product--not-surprisingly--didn’t sell, he justified his own beliefs, his own failure, by saying, “See? It’s just no good. I knew it all the time."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Well, he wasn’t going to fail with the camp.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>It was all he had, his legacy, his beginning. If he could make a go of it and turn it, sell it as a successful little business instead of a rundown piece of lakefront property that would be of little use to anyone except some businessmen from the city who wanted to use it as a hunting retreat, then he could make a profit on it. More importantly, he could establish himself as a real estate speculator who had taken a worthless piece of property and made something out of it. That was the sort of thing banks would look favorably upon and it would allow him to pyramid his investment, to get into something more ambitious, something he could build upon. You gotta start somewhere, he thought. You’ve gotta have a dream. Why couldn’t Alice see that?</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Maybe he just couldn’t compete with that guy out in California. Maybe that was it. Maybe all Alice wanted was a reason to go back to him, because he could offer her more, and she was using the camp as that reason. If that was the case, he couldn’t fight it and he wasn’t going to try. Alice was old enough to know her own mind. She wasn’t a child, and yet sometimes she acted like one. He’d start to reveal his plans, his dreams for a better future, and he’d see her shut him out. She didn’t even want to hear it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had thought that if she could see the place, if she could come out and see what he had done, actually participate in the project, then she might come to appreciate what he was trying to do. But no. She didn’t really want to be there. She did her part, but her heart wasn’t in it. She seemed to be one of those “live for today" types. Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die. If everybody thought that way, no one would ever accomplish anything.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had lingered in the town partly because it had started raining and he wasn’t anxious to drive back in the storm. He had been hoping it would let up, but at the same time, he wasn’t looking forward to spending another night with Alice, with her trying to convince him it was all a pointless waste of time. She didn’t see the potential of the place, its possibilities for success. She saw it as a romantic retreat, a place where, apparently, she had hoped she could get him to “loosen up" and not take life so seriously.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They had each come to the camp with their individual goals in mind. He had hoped to get her interested in what he was trying to do, to get her involved so she could share his plans with him. She had hoped she could get him to walk along the lakeshore and gaze up at the stars, stop and smell the roses. Only someone had to take the time to grow and tend the roses before anyone could smell them. Alice didn’t seem to understand that and obviously wouldn’t try.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He signed and pushed away his coffee cup. Hell, what was the point? It just wasn’t going anywhere. Neither of them was going to change. Maybe she would be better off going back to California. Maybe he’d be better off as well.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Steve," said Sandy, coming over to him. “Is there anything else you want?"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 144-149</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He shook his head and led her to the couch. “Why don’t you stay here and try to get some sleep? I’ll be right back."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He gently eased her down and covered her with a blanket. She stared up at him, eyes wide, lips trembling slightly. Whatever was going on, he thought, it had long since passed the joke stage. It wasn’t funny anymore. Alice was genuinely frightened, but he remained convinced that the others were behind this. The generator might have run out of gas, or they might have turned it off, just playing games. Maybe Ned put them up to this, he thought. It was just the sort of juvenile prank that he would pull, and Brenda would probably have gone along with it, but Jack and Marcie seemed to have a lot more sense than to pull something this stupid.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They had probably all gone off and smoked somewhere, got silly, and decided to play a practical joke. Hide-and-seek. Ghosts and monsters in the dark. Kid stuff. But the laughter stopped when someone got as scared as Alice did. Especially that bit with the bloody ax in Brenda’s bed. It was probably red paint; he hadn’t stopped to check. It had actually scared him a little, too. Sick, he thought. Really sick. He had half a mind to deck Neddy when he found them. And Steve wouldn’t be amused by this at all.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Unlike Alice, he knew why the people in town called the place Camp Blood. When he had first arrived, he had stopped in for breakfast at the general store in Crystal Lake and struck up a conversation with one of the locals, who had told him all about the drowning in 1957, the murders in 1958, and everything that had happened since, every time the Christy’s had tried to reopen the camp.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>At first, Bill hadn’t really believed him. He had worked as a camp counselor every summer for the last five years and he’d heard every single summer-camp ghost story there was to hear. Most of them were all variations on the same theme, a tired classic told around the campfire late at night. The story of “The Hook."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>There was a homicidal maniac who had killed a lot of people and had been locked up in an asylum for the criminally insane. This asylum always “just happened" to be somewhere not far from the camp. The killer, so the story went, had lost his hand, and in its place he had a steel hook. The hand was never found.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The killer had lost it somewhere nearby, in the woods, and he was obsessed with finding it. By this time, if you paced the story right and described some of the killer’s murders in particularly gruesome detail, the campers would all be sitting wide-eyed around the fire, hanging on your every word.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>A lot of people thought it was just a story, you’d tell the campers. At least, the storyteller would go on to say, that’s what a couple of the counselors who worked here last year thought, until the night they sneaked off in a car, driving to a deserted country road not far away. They had parked the car beneath some trees and turned the lights out. As they were sitting there making out and listening to the radio, the girl thought she heard something just outside the car. A twig snapping. A footstep. A little scratching noise, as if someone was touching the door handle with something made of metal. . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She got scared all of a sudden and insisted that they leave, drive off right away, and the guy she was with caught the mood from her and stared up the car and floored it, peeling out. It was only later, when they were driving back into the camp, right down that very road there--and the storyteller would point at the road leading into the camp--that they’d relaxed and started laughing about it, feeling foolish for getting so carried away and letting their imaginations get the better of them. And as they were getting out of the car, something clinked against the car door and there, hanging from the door handle, was a steel hook. . . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And then you dropped the bombshell.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Earlier that night, you’d tell them, you had heard on the radio that the killer had escaped from the insane asylum and the state police had set up roadblocks and were combing the woods, looking for him. They had issued a warning to the people in the area to stay indoors, because the man was highly dangerous, a maniac, an animal, and he had last been seen in the vicinity of (fill in the name camp).</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He’s looking for his hook, you’d tell them, in a very low voice. That very same hook that he lost last year, when he tried to kill those counselors and they’d just barely managed to escape in time. He’s convinced the hook is here, you’d continue, right here in this camp. And, in fact, those two counselors last year had left it here. It’s really been here all along and the killer knows it. He knows it’s here, he knows we have it, and he won’t rest until he gets it back.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And you’d quickly reach into your jacket and pull out a steel hook and hold it up for everyone to see. It worked best if you had taken some polish into it and really shined it up, so that it would gleam in the firelight. And it worked even better if you’d daubed some paint on the end and sprinkled it with dirt so it looked like dried blood where it had been ripped from the killer’s stump.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>First he lost his hand, you’d tell them, pausing dramatically as you turned the hook slowly so that it caught the firelight, and now he’s lost his hook. And what’s more, he knows we have it. And now that he’s escaped--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And at the moment, on cue, somebody would come leaping out of the darkness, screaming like a maniac, wearing a mask or a pillowcase with eyeholes cut in it. He’d have one hand pulled up inside his sleeve so that it looked like a stump, and in the other hand, he’d be holding a large knife or maybe a hatchet or machete , and he’d jump on top of you, screaming horribly, and wrestle you to the ground. If you screamed enough, it usually scared the campers of at least then years’ growth.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He had seen and heard a vast number of variations on that theme. Every summer camp had its own version, like a time-honored tradition. He had thought this Camp Blood thing with the drowning and the murders and the fires was just another version of the same old story, but the guy he had talked to back in town had seemed quite serious about it.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And now, despite his conviction that Neddy and the others were just doing a number on them, he felt a tightness in his stomach as he walked down the muddy path to the utility cabin, to check the generator.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They had to be around here someplace, he thought. There were only two vehicles. Steve had taken the jeep and Neddy’s pickup was still there. They had tried to start it, but the distributor or the plugs must have been wet or something. Neddy would be pissed as hell when he found the ignition wires torn loose, but it would serve him right. They’re here, thought Bill, they have to be. They couldn’t have walked all the way into town in the storm. It was at least ten miles. Once he got the generator working again, he was going to make a cabin-by-cabin search, including the boathouse by the dock. When he found them, he had a good mind to toss them all into the lake. Goddamn juvenile nonsense.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He opened the door to the utility cabin and hung the lamp on a hook just above the generator. He took off his slicker and dropped it on the floor, then unscrewed the gas cap on the generator’s fuel tank, picked up the yardstick, and stuck it in the tank. He pulled it out and held it close to the lamp.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Full of gas," he muttered to himself. They had probably just turned it off. He bent down to check the switch. I’m going to kill them, he thought. Somebody’s going to die.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pages 164-168</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Pamela Vorhees heard the screams and grinned.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She stood outside the cabin, oblivious to the cut on her head where Alice had struck her with the poker. She felt no pain, only a raging lust to annihilate the girl responsible for Jason’s death.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They were all responsible, all those spoiled, immoral young people, juvenile delinquents who took jobs as camp counselors so they could drink beer and take drugs and fondle one another in the darkness, doing filthy, disgusting things to each other, coupling like animals, heedless of the tender, innocent young lives that had been entrusted to them.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They all had to pay, just as those who hired them had to pay. They were all responsible.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>For twenty years, she had relentlessly pursued her crusade, ever since that night she had been working late in the kitchen, performing mindless tasks, watching pots and pans several times, scrubbing the sinks and counters obsessively until they gleamed. She was always intent on finding things to keep her busy, to occupy her mind so she wouldn’t keep seeing the image of her son sinking in the lake, so that she wouldn’t think of Jason thrashing weakly as the water filled his lungs--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Steve’s father had kept her on as the camp cook, feeling sorry for her, sympathizing with her loss. Even though he’d had his doubts about her coming back after her son had drowned, questioning the wisdom of her being where it had all happened, seeing the lake, hearing the laughter of other children, she had begged him, pleaded with him. And he had relented.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She seemed to need it. It seemed to help her, being around the children. It seemed to mitigate her loss, and she was so good with them, so attentive and caring, perhaps it was just the therapy she needed for overcoming her grief.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But the first seeds of the madness had already taken root. Being around the children only made her miss Jason that much more. Seeing them playfully splashing in the lake only made her think of Jason thrashing pitifully as he vainly fought to stay afloat. It made her thing of his tiny body down in the muck on the bottom of the lake, slowly rotting. No matter how hard she worked, trying to exhaust herself to the point where she could no longer even think, she could not rid herself of the pain that ate away at her, pain that slowly turned to raging hatred of those who were responsible for Jason’s death.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>At night she dreamed of him, dreamed of his rotting body rising up from the lake. She heard his voice calling to her on the wind.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>“Help me, Mommy! Help me!"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Someone trained in psychiatry might have spotted the telltale signs--the obsessive way she went about her tasks, performing them all with a single-minded, abnormal intensity. Someone who knew what to look for might have noticed her gradual withdrawal; the increasing periods of preoccupation; the manic, overcompensating forced cheerfulness around other people, the edge of hysteria in her laughter, the dark foreboding in her silences. But no one noticed and madness had a crafty tendency to masquerade as sanity for fear of being discovered.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had heard them singing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had stood inside the darkened cabin, watching the children sleeping peacefully, tears coursing down her cheeks. She went through their cabins every night to look at them while they slept, to bless them, to pray for their safety, and it broke her heart to see them laying there, so sweet and innocent, so quiet. Jason had always been so quiet--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And she had heard them singing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She thought of Jason, alone and filled with fear as he sank into the murky water, and as they sang, the words came drifting to her on the warm, summer breeze--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>River Jordan is deep and wide,</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Hallelujah . . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She couldn’t stop the tears. The pain was more than she could bear. She stared down at the tiny, sleeping forms, so quiet, so still--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Milk and honey on the other side, </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Hallelujah . . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Poor Jason. Sleeping on the bottom of the lake, alone. No one had heard him calling out for help, no one came in answer to his cries, no one had saved him--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And she heard them singing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had stood in the shadows, watching them, watching the way they looked at one another, seeing the lust in their eyes. The way that boy and that girl kept looking at each other while they sang, it was dirty, filthy--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She saw them get up and walk off, hand in hand, heading toward the barn, saw them pause at the door to kiss, to run their hands over one another’s bodies--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Jason was drowning.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And no one could hear.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>They couldn’t hear because. . .</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>He was crying out for help--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>And she heard them singing.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She didn’t remember going back into the kitchen.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She didn’t remember taking the carving knife out of the drawer.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>She had only the vaguest memories of entering the barn, the knife in her hand as she quietly climbed the stairs to the loft, where they were lying on top of one another, moaning and groaning like animals--</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>But she remembered their screams.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Yes, scream, she had thought, as she hacked away at them. Scream, no one will hear you, just as you never heard Jason...</strong></span></p><p><br clear="none"/></p><hr/><p><br clear="none"/></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><div style="text-align: center;"> <a shape="rect" href="http://Insainment.neocities.org/JasonKills.html" target="_blank">Jason Voorhees</a> ----- <a shape="rect" href="http://facebook.com/msaVoorhees" target="_blank">Jason's Facebook Page</a> <br></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://image.ibb.co/eL8KrJ/ezgif_2_cc976d9d13.gif" alt="ezgif 2 cc976d9d13" border="0" /></div><br clear="none"/></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"></span></p><hr/><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><p> </p><br clear="none"/><style>.embed-container { position: relative; padding-bottom: 56.25%; height: 0; overflow: hidden; max-width: 100%; } .embed-container iframe, .embed-container object, .embed-container embed { position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; }</style><div class='embed-container'><iframe src='https://3dthis.com/play.htm?h=LTM4NzAxOTM' allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/></strong></span></p></div>Hellhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/hell2018-04-30T16:19:04.426000Z2018-04-30T12:59:10ZErebus<div><h2 style="text-align: center;"><strong>"Põrgu" or "Hell" </strong></h2><br clear="none"/><div><br clear="none"/><span><p style="text-align: center;"></span><iframe frameborder='0' width="640" height="400" src='//www.dailymotion.com/embed/video/x6iny2u' allowfullscreen allow='autoplay'></iframe></p><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><h3 style="text-align: center;"><strong>An Estonian grotesque animated film by Rein Raamat, Tallinnfilm, 1983. The animation brings three Eduard Viiralt (Wiiralt) engravings from the 1930's to life: </strong></h3><br clear="none"/><h3 style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong> "The Preacher“</strong><br /><strong> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/miLL6x/04_Eduard_Wiiralt_Preacher_1930.jpg" alt="Eduard Wiiralt Preacher 1930" width="80%" /></strong><br /><strong> “Cabaret"</strong><br /><strong> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/ePnBDc/wiiralt_cabaret.jpg" alt="Eduard Wiiralt Cabaret" width="80%" /></strong><br /><strong> and “Hell"</strong><br /><strong> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/dihNKH/1280px_Eduard_Wiiralt_hell_P_rgu_1932.jpg" alt="Eduard Wiiralt Hell Porgu 1932" width="80%" /></strong></h3><br clear="none"/><blockquote><br clear="none"/><p><em><strong>"The engravings and the animation were created in a time of great uncertainties: in the 1930's Viiralt was reacting to the anticipation of the War and in the 1980's Raamat was having a presentiment of the chaos that the USSR’s collapse would bring about. Both depicting a feast in the time of plague, indulgence, and surreal satirical representations of people’s vices."</strong></em></p><br clear="none"/></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/maAtdc/JgOug8K.gif" alt="JgOug8K" width="32%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/iNSvrx/Timely_Querulous_Creature_size_restricted.gif" alt="Timely_Querulous_Creature_size_restricted" width="32%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/drVRyc/tumblr_m32nrcgb_Mm1qfjta1o1_500.gif" alt="tumblr_m32nrcgb_Mm1qfjta1o1_500" width="32%" /></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;">*More Art by Wiiralt: </p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/m5SqpH/5518093d8f679114b2e5fe18cd623e83.jpg" alt="5518093d8f679114b2e5fe18cd623e83" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/j1D8bx/Madu_IEd_Wllustr_Pushkini_La_Gab.jpg" alt="Madu_IEd_Wllustr_Pushkini_La_Gab" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/hxzQOc/958f60970d19f8a0d958b19d1ba25192.jpg" alt="958f60970d19f8a0d958b19d1ba25192" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/eaqobx/Tants_Ed_WIllustr_Pushkini_La_Ga.jpg" alt="Tants_Ed_WIllustr_Pushkini_La_Ga" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/cm21wx/kud_Ed_Will_Pushkini_Gabrielide.jpg" alt="kud_Ed_Will_Pushkini_Gabrielide" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/cs8kOc/4571b3107ed06231581250ab81fe8d14.jpg" alt="4571b3107ed06231581250ab81fe8d14" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/gEnqpH/250_Seltskond.jpg" alt="250_Seltskond" width="48%" /> <img src="https://image.ibb.co/hm7eic/01_eduard_wiiralt.jpg" alt="01_eduard_wiiralt" width="48%" /></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="80%" height="800" src="https://www.docdroid.net/vi5Ep1s/eduard-wiiralt-the-everyday-life-of-the-estonian-artist.pdf" frameborder="0" allowtransparency allowfullscreen></iframe></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-HOHI-hehlE?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="https://itsmyurls.com/overkill_msa/widget?style=dark" frameborder=0 width="75%" height="150"></iframe></div><br clear="none"/></div>Super Infographicshttps://insainment.postach.io/post/super-infographics2018-04-29T04:08:20.442000Z2018-04-29T03:16:22ZErebus<div><iframe align="center" height="2020" name="Superman" scrolling="yes" src="http://res.cloudinary.com/erebus/image/upload/c_scale,h_2000/v1524974611/75-years-of-superman_52c58ddcb5568_hwx9fu.jpg" style="border: 1px #000000 solid;" width="100%"><br clear="none"/></iframe><br clear="none"/></div>
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alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_39" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/i5DT6x/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_40.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_40" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/j8iT6x/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_41.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_41" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/eFHAKH/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_42.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_42" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/ncQxzH/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_43.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_43" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/mqMsYc/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_44.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_44" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/h0Qamx/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_46.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_46" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><p> </span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="800" height="460" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/G4LPHn46YF0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/cRhAKH/Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_33_0.jpg" alt="Insainment_Behind_You_Art_Spot_33_0" border="0"></p></span><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="https://itsmyurls.com/overkill_msa/widget" frameborder=0 width="80%" height="250" /></div></span><br clear="none"/></div>Horatio Gordon Robleyhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/horatio-gordon-robley2018-04-24T01:31:11.753000Z2018-04-24T01:14:54ZErebus<div><h1 lang="en" style="text-align: center;">I've seen this image on various "scary picture" lists and posts so I thought I'd find out it's origin: </h1></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/621eac67-a9ed-48dd-9fbb-8c52d6de00ce/fe4e3806-654e-4d8a-b019-acff1d4be407.jpg" /><br clear="none"/></div><h1 lang="en"><p><strong>Horatio Gordon Robley</strong> (28 June 1840 – 29 October 1930) was a British soldier, artist and macabre collector of <em>mokomokai</em> (Māori heads) and antiquities.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><p>Robley was born at Funchal, Madeira on 28 June 1840, the son of Captain John Horatio Robley and Augusta June Penfold. Robley followed in his father's footsteps and became a professional soldier. However he also inherited his mother's artistic skills and became an accomplished sketcher and watercolourist.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><p>In 1858 Robley purchased an ensigncy in the 68th Durham Light Infantry for 450 pounds. After a short period of training in Ireland he joined his regiment in Burma where he remained for nearly five years. There he observed the people and learned the language. In addition to his military duties Robley continued with his sketching and made visits into the countryside to document daily life. When sketching Buddhist temples he became friendly with several Buddhist monks and had an image of Buddha tattooed in red on his right arm. This was the start of a lifelong interest in the practice of tattooing. The numerous sketches made during this period formed the basis for his illustrations some years later, when he was asked by the firm Cassells & Co. to contribute to their publication, <em>Races of Mankind</em>.</p><br clear="none"/><p>In 1860 Robley was sent home to England for a period of sick leave. He began to specialise in rifle shooting, applying for and being granted a term in the School of Musketry. Rejoining his regiment he was present at the siege of Delhi (1857); afterwards, at Rangoon, he assumed command of the guard of the exiled Mughal Bahadur Shah II.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><p>In 1863 the 68th Regiment left Burma for the New Zealand land wars and landed at Auckland, New Zealand on 8 January 1864. Again displaying a desire to absorb his new surroundings, Robley purchased a Māori vocabulary and other books about Māori. In the following April, Robley took his troops to Tauranga to join General Cameron's forces attacking Pukehinahina also known as Gate Pā. British forces suffered a humiliating defeat in the Battle of Gate Pā on 29 April 1864, with 31 killed and 80 wounded despite vastly outnumbering their Māori foe. Gate Pā was the single most devastating defeat suffered by the British military in the New Zealand wars: while British casualties totaled more than a third of the storming party, Māori losses totaled about 25.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><p>Robley remained at Tauranga for 19 months until the beginning of 1866 during which time he continued drawing. He completed a series of detailed sketches of the Māori defences at Pukehinahina and continued his interest in tattooing and completed accurate sketches of the tattoo designs of the wounded and dead. Several of these scenes were later reproduced in the <em>Illustrated London News</em> between 1864 and 1867.</p><br clear="none"/><p>During his time in New Zealand he met Herete Mauao and they had a son whom they named Hamiora Tu Ropere.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><p>His regiment was withdrawn from Tauranga early in 1866 and sailed from Auckland arriving back in England at Spithead on 28 June 1866. In 1870 Robley purchased a captaincy for £1,100, and on 4 February 1871 transferred to the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders. He remained on Home Service until 1880, when he was promoted to major and dispatched to Mauritius. Later he was sent to South Africa and saw service in Cape Colony, Natal and Zululand. He then went to Ceylon where, in 1882, he was promoted to Lieutenant-Colonel and assumed command of the regiment. He wrote his regiment's history. In 1887 he retired from the Army with the rank of Major-General and returned to live in London.</p></h1><h1 lang="en"><div class="thumbinner"><img class="thumbimage" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0c/Robley_with_mokomokai_collection_2.jpg/220px-Robley_with_mokomokai_collection_2.jpg" alt="" width="275" height="236" data-file-width="641" data-file-height="550" /></h1><h1 lang="en"><div class="thumbcaption"><em>Robley with his mokomokai collection (1895)</em></div></div><br clear="none"/><p>Continuing with writing after his retirement, he returned to his interest in tattoos and wrote two books relating to his time in New Zealand, <em>Moko or Maori Tattooing</em> in 1896 and <em>Pounamu: Notes on New Zealand Greenstone</em>.</p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe class="scribd_iframe_embed" title="Pounamu: Notes on New Zealand Greenstone - Horatio Gordon Robley" src="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/377204077/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-Mwo66UmuI9QzcNE0pifK&show_recommendations=true" data-auto-height="false" data-aspect-ratio="0.723916532905297" scrolling="no" id="doc_4138" width="650" height="866" frameborder="0"></iframe></p><br clear="none"/></h1>Smallville Sex Culthttps://insainment.postach.io/post/smallville-sex-cult2018-04-23T00:49:18.128000Z2018-04-23T00:48:09ZErebus<div><h1>Allison Mack, Smallville actress, charged over Nxivm sex trafficking</h1><br clear="none"/><p><img src="https://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/devjrm8d9h45cbhusxuu.jpg" /></p><br clear="none"/><p>Allison Mack, a US actress known for the TV show Smallville, has appeared in court on charges of aiding a sex trafficking operation disguised as a mentoring group.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Keith Raniere, the leader of the so-called self-help group, was arrested by the FBI in Mexico in March.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Ms Mack is accused of helping him to recruit women who were then exploited “both sexually and for their labour”, the New York prosecuting attorney said.</p><br clear="none"/><p>She pleaded not guilty to all charges.</p><br clear="none"/><p>At a brief hearing on Friday evening in a Brooklyn federal court, the judge ordered Ms Mack, 35, to be held in custody. She will appear in court again on Monday.</p><br clear="none"/><p>The society was supposed to empower and strengthen the women who joined it, according to prosecutors.</p><br clear="none"/><p>But they allege Mr Raniere oversaw a “slave and master” system in his group called Nxivm, where female members were expected to have sex with him and were branded with his initials.</p><br clear="none"/><p><img src="https://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/tzlvvp6rftd8fikkt5b1.jpg" /></p><br clear="none"/><p>Allison Mack recruited women to join what was purported to be a female mentorship group that was, in fact, created and led by Keith Raniere,” Richard Donoghue, US attorney for the Eastern District in New York, said in a statement.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Prosecutors allege that Nxivm has the features of a pyramid scheme, in which members pay “thousands of dollars” for courses to rise within its ranks.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Mack directly or implicitly required her slaves... to engage in sexual activity with Raniere,” the statement from the attorney’s office claims.</p><br clear="none"/><p>In exchange for this, Mack received financial and other benefits.”</p><br clear="none"/><p>If found guilty, both Ms Mack and Mr Raniere, who has been charged with sex trafficking and is being held without bail, face at least 15 years in prison.</p><br clear="none"/><h2>Masters and slaves</h2><br clear="none"/><p>Allison Mack was a mainstay of the popular Superman series Smallville, which ran from 2001 to 2011.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Within Nxivm, a smaller group called DOS - or Dominus Obsequious Sororium - was created. The quasi-Latin phrase roughly translates as Master Over the Slave Women.</p><br clear="none"/><p>The group encouraged women to recruit new slaves “who in turn owed service not only to their own masters, but also to masters above them” in the pyramid scheme, prosecutors say.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Mr Raniere, 57, is alleged to have stood at the top of that pyramid, as the only man, with Ms Mack at the top level of women, immediately below him.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Investigators say Mr Raniere had a rotating group of 15 to 20 sexual partners, who were not allowed to discuss their relationship with him or have one with anyone else.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Compliance was assured in part through the use of “collateral” which had to be provided when joining - which prosecutors said included damaging information about friends or family, nude photographs, or rights to assets. (Like Scientology)</p><br clear="none"/><p>They allege that “slaves” in the group had to eat extremely low-calorie diets because of Mr Raniere’s preference for thin women.</p><br clear="none"/><p>Under the guise of female empowerment, [Ms Mack] starved women until they fit her co-defendant’s sexual ideal, and she targeted vulnerable women,” prosecutor Moira Kim Penza said at Friday’s hearing.</p><br clear="none"/><p>In late March, Smallville co-star, Kristin Kreuk was forced to deny rumours she had acted as a recruiter for Mr Raniere.</p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-lang="en"><p lang="und" dir="ltr"><a href="https://t.co/W0aijK3LcX">pic.twitter.com/W0aijK3LcX</a></p>— Kristin Kreuk (@MsKristinKreuk) <a href="https://twitter.com/MsKristinKreuk/status/979486603184955393?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">March 29, 2018</a></blockquote><br clear="none"/><script async src="https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" charset="utf-8"></script><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><p>The existence of the group’s darker side came to widespread attention in October 2017, when the New York Times published a story including interviews with former members and their families.</p><br clear="none"/><p><img src="https://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/gjruakmtww2dp1tcjlaw.jpg" /></p><br clear="none"/><p>This dude has a YouTube channel dedicated his own b.s. and multiple websites with his picture next to nonsense about how great he is, he might as well have narcissist written on his forehead.</p><br clear="none"/><blockquote><br clear="none"/><p>The leader of a depraved sex trafficking cult whose executives are “invitation-only” members of the Clinton Global Initiative has been arrested on charges of sex trafficking, conspiracy, and slavery.</p><br clear="none"/></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p><img src="https://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/l1dfmw7bjg3jgahpef4i.jpg" /></p><br clear="none"/><p>A statement from Nxivm on its website says it is working with the authorities to demonstrate Mr Raniere’s “innocence and true character”.</p><br clear="none"/><p>The Nxivm slogan has obvious cult undertones lol:</p><br clear="none"/><blockquote><br clear="none"/><div><em>NXIVM is a company whose mission is to raise human awareness, foster an ethical humanitarian civilization, and celebrate what it means to be human.</em></div><br clear="none"/></blockquote><br clear="none"/><p>If this is all true, then someone needs to look into the child education rainbow garden bullshit they run too.</p><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/198156356?color=ffffff&byline=0&portrait=0" width="640" height="428" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen mozallowfullscreen allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe style="width:650px; height:918px;" src="//e.issuu.com/embed.html#25230690/55148024" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/></div>Tales From The Crypthttps://insainment.postach.io/post/tales-from-the-crypt2018-04-17T17:08:55.447000Z2018-04-16T14:25:14ZErebus<div><br clear="none"/></div>
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Friday the 13thhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/friday-the-13th2018-04-14T05:41:56.688000Z2018-04-14T05:39:45ZErebus<div><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-jasonfridaythe13th.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="JasonFridaythe13th.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-jasonfridaythe13th.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Friday the 13th, also known as Black Friday in some countries,</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><a href="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-9f123245cc59caf4c257f8aa172e1d4e6e8496d7.gif"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-4706" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-9f123245cc59caf4c257f8aa172e1d4e6e8496d7.gif" alt="wpid-9f123245cc59caf4c257f8aa172e1d4e6e8496d7.gif" width="355" height="200" /></a></strong><strong>is considered an unlucky day in Western superstition. It occurs when the 13th day of the month in the Gregorian calendar falls on a Friday. The fear of the number 13 has been given a scientific name: triskadekaphobia; and on analogy to this the fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskevidekatriaphobia, from the Greek words Paraskeví (Παρασκευή, meaning "Friday"), and dekatreís (δεκατρείς, meaning "thirteen"). In Numerology, every number has a particular meaning. The number 13 symbolizes “Death". It’s a picture of a skeleton with a scythe, reaping down men. The thirteenth Tarot card is also Death.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><img class=" size-full wp-image-10021 alignleft" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/26a8af8924a297c6054351cf2644fab8-tarot-decks-tarot-cards.jpg" alt="26a8af8924a297c6054351cf2644fab8--tarot-decks-tarot-cards" width="300" height="500" /><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>Tradition also has it that God confounded languages at the tower of Babel on a Friday the 13th, and Solomon’s Temple was destroyed on a Friday the 13th.*</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- If 13 people sit down to dinner together, one will die within the year. The Turks so disliked the number 13 that it was practically expunged from their vocabulary (Brewer, 1894). Many cities do not have a 13th Street or a 13th Avenue. Many buildings don't have a 13th floor. If you have 13 letters in your name, you will have the devil's luck (e.g., Jack the Ripper, Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Bundy, and Albert De Salvo all have 13 letters in their names). There are 13 witches in a coven.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- According to the Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute in Asheville, North Carolina, an estimated 17 to 21 million people in the United States are affected by a fear of this day, making it the most feared day and date in history. Some people are so paralyzed by fear that they avoid their normal routines in doing business, taking flights or even getting out of bed. "It's been estimated that [US]$800 or $900 million is lost in business on this day". Despite this, representatives for both Delta Air Lines and Continental Airlines have stated that their airlines do not suffer from any noticeable drop in travel on those Fridays.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><img class=" size-full wp-image-10021 alignright" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-friday-the-13th-part-2-movie-poster-1.jpg" alt="image" width="200" height="250" /><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- In Finland, a consortium of governmental and nongovernmental organizations led by the Ministry of Social Affairs and Health promotes the National Accident Day, which always falls on a Friday 13th.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;">- <strong>The significance of the mystical number 13, which frequently appears upon the Great Seal of the United States, is not limited to the number of the original colonies. The sacred emblem of the ancient initiates, here composed of 13 stars, also appears above the head of the “eagle." The motto, E Pluribus Unum, contains 13 letters, as does also the inscription, Annuit Coeptis. The “eagle" clutches in its right talon a branch bearing 13 leaves and 13 berries and in its left a sheaf of 13 arrows. The face of the pyramid, exclusive of the panel containing the date, consists of 72 stones arranged in 13 rows.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><img class=" size-full wp-image-10022 aligncenter" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/greatseal_big.jpg" alt="greatseal_big" width="815" height="392" /><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">The eagle bears on its chest a shield designed with 13 pales (stripes) of white and red. Above the eagle’s head, the 13 stars are arranged in what was described as a ‘constellation’ when the Great Seal was designed... look: </span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><img class=" size-full wp-image-10024 aligncenter" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/star-of-david-dollar-bill-1.jpg" alt="star-of-david-dollar-bill (1)" width="604" height="452" /><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Friday the 13th may not be a nationally-observed holiday, but the widespread fear surrounding the unlucky date has made for some major success in the entertainment industry. The “Friday the 13th" horror film franchise kicked off in 1980. The film followed the story of a group of camp counselors who are murdered at a summer camp, the very same site where a child previously drowned. "Friday the 13th" is the highest-grossing Horror franchise </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>(#2 is Saw).</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">- 13s are everywhere in American history, including the design of the US flag with 13 stripes of red and white. Add to that, the process involved with folding the flag includes 13 steps - each with its own special meaning.</span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ97kInktgo/U001EDaWa7I/AAAAAAAAAmg/IaSPP_l3dUg/s1600/tbwash.jpg"><img class=" alignright" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ97kInktgo/U001EDaWa7I/AAAAAAAAAmg/IaSPP_l3dUg/s1600/tbwash.jpg" width="256" height="320" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color: #000000;">The phrase “July the Fourth" contains 13 letters and the number 4 (1+3), the birth number of the U.S. (July 4, 1776), which may explain the real reason why the founding fathers chose this as the official birth date of the United States.</span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">In Jewish tradition, the number 13 actually has multiple special meanings. </span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">A few of them are:</span></strong><br clear="none"/><ol><br clear="none"/> <li><strong><span style="color: #000000;">Thirteen signifies the age at which a boy matures and becomes a <em>Bar Mitzvah</em>, or "Son of the Commandment," which means the responsibility of the religious duties are now put on his shoulders.</span></strong></li><br clear="none"/> <li><strong><span style="color: #000000;">According to the Torah, God has thirteen attributes of mercy.</span></strong></li><br clear="none"/> <li><strong><span style="color: #000000;">There are also the famous thirteen principles of faith, compiled by medieval Jewish rabbi and philosopher Moshe ben Maimon (Maimonides), outlining Judaism’s tenets.</span></strong></li><br clear="none"/></ol><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">- In medieval England the standard fee of the hangman was 13 pence - a shilling and a penny</span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>Virgin Mary and strange "UFO" Sun</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-10023" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/567a55d0160000b300eb97e4.jpeg" alt="567a55d0160000b300eb97e4" width="627" height="606" /><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- On Friday May 13, 1917 the first apparition of the Virgin Mary appeared to three shepherd children in the village of Fatima Portugal. The three children were Lúcia dos Santos and her cousins Jacinta and Francisco Marto. While tending sheep in the fields outside the village the children reported seeing a woman dressed in white and “brighter than the sun, shedding rays of light clearer and stronger than a crystal ball filled with the most sparkling water and pierced by the burning rays of the sun." The woman asked the children to return to the spot at the same time every 13th of the month for the next six months. As this was the time of the horrors of World War One, she then added, “Recite the rosary every day to obtain peace in the world and the end of the war.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>"In total there were six apparitions of the Virgin Mary from May 13 to October 13, 1917. After the first apparition, the children returned on June 13th, this time with hundreds of believers. After the people prayed, the Virgin Mary reappeared before Lucy and announced to Lucy: “I will soon take Francisco and Jacinta to heaven, but you will remain here for some time. Jesus wants to use you to make me known and loved." Both Francisco and Jacinta would be dead within three years time. Both children died during the 1918-1920 pandemic flu outbreak. During the July 13th apparition, the Virgin Mary reveled herself to and spoke to Lucy once again (the crowd of people, estimated to be 4,000 or more, could not see or hear her, only Lucy). She told Lucy: “I want you to continue to say your rosary every day in honor of Our Lady of the Rosary to obtain the end of the war and peace in the world". She also told Lucy three prophecies that Lucy was to keep secret for some time. Two of these secrets were disclosed in 1942, the third in 2000. These secrets became known as the Three Secrets of Fátima.On October 13, 1917, during the final visitation, there occurred “The Miracle of the Sun." This was the miracle the Virgin Mary had predicted she would unfold to cause unbelievers to believe. A crowd estimated to be 30,000 strong was at the site of the previous apparitions when many witnesses saw unusual affects on and of the sun. </strong><em><strong>There was a brief period of rain, then the clouds broke, and when the sun reappeared it was seen as an opaque, spinning disc giving off many colors </strong></em><strong>on the ground, the people, and the clouds.</strong><em><strong> Many thought it was a sign of the end of the world, others reported the sun zigzagged through the sky</strong></em><strong>. Still others claimed their clothing, which had become wet from the rain, instantly dried and the mud at their feet baked dry.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-640px-c3baltima_cena_-_da_vinci_5-jpg.jpeg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="MSA13_-_Da_Vinci.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-640px-c3baltima_cena_-_da_vinci_5-jpg.jpeg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Religious ties — You might be surprised to learn that the superstitions surrounding Friday the 13th are said to stem from religion. National Geographic reports that the fear was fueled by Judas, the 13th apostle at the Last Supper who betrayed Jesus, and Jesus’ crucifixion, which occurred on a Friday. Thomas Gilovich, a psychology professor at Cornell University, told the publication that the number and day of the week merged to create a “double whammy" of fears.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- Norse mythology: 12 gods were invited to a banquet at Valhalla. Loki, the Evil One, the god of mischief, had been left off the guest list but crashed the party anyway, bringing the total number of attendees to 13. True to character, Loki incited Hod, the blind god of winter, to attack Balder the Good, who was a favorite of the gods. Hod took a spear of mistletoe offered by Loki and obediently hurled it at Balder, killing him instantly. All Valhalla grieved.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-loki1.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="Loki13MSA.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-loki1.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Also according to Norse mythology, it was the Vikings who decided a hangman’s noose should have 13 loops and in British tradition, Friday was the conventional day for public hangings, and there were supposedly 13 steps leading up to the noose.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>******</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-alferd_packer.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="alferd_packer.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-alferd_packer.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Alfred Packer Convicted of Cannibalism, 1883</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>*On </strong><em><strong>Friday April 13</strong></em><strong>, 1883, Alfred Packer was convicted of murder and sentenced to death for allegedly killing and eating five people. He was one of only two Americans ever convicted of the crime of cannibalism. Later his crime was lowered to manslaughter and he was sentenced to 40 years in prison. In late November 1873, Packer and five other men, Shannon Wilson Bell, James Humphrey, Frank Miller, George Noon and Israel Swan, broke off from a larger party of prospectors heading into the mountains of Colorado near Breckinridge to prospect for gold. In January 1874 the men consulted with a well-known Indian familiar with their destination who advised the men to wait until spring before setting off to avoid the deadly winter months. They ignored his advice and set off into the mountains headed for Gunnison Colorado on February 9th, 1874. Quickly the men became lost and ran out of provisions. Packer later claimed that he went off scouting for food and when he returned to camp he found Bell roasting human meat over the fire. Packer claimed Bell rushed him with a hatchet in hand. Packer shot him dead. He then ate the other men and in mid April finally wandered into Gunnison. There he was arrested and tried for the murder of the five men, and eating them for food. Though he claimed he did not kill the men, he did admit to eating them, and eventually signed a confession. Packer would escape prison, be recaptured, and then paroled by the Governor in 1901. He died in 1907. His legend lived on though. He was once quoted as having said, in jest, “the breasts of man… are the sweetest meat I ever tasted."</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-asteroid-apophis-earth.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="asteroid-apophis-earth.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-asteroid-apophis-earth.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Earth’s Gravity Decides our Fate in 2029</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>*Asteroid-Apophis-Earth.<br clear="none"/>*The asteroid Apiophis is named after a mythological Egyptian god of evil who was determined to cast the world into darkness. It appears the asteroid was appropriately named. On </strong><em><strong>Friday April 13</strong></em><strong>, 2029, Apiophis (which is the size of The Rose Bowl, about 1,100 feet across) will come closer to the Earth than the orbit of satellites (at a distance of only 18,000 miles from Earth). Though it will be closer to Earth than many satellites, fortunately, it will come in towards the Earth at an angle that keeps it out of the densely populated Earth satellite region and collisions with satellites should not occur. The asteroid will be close enough to Earth that, even in daylight, observers will see a bright object move across the sky. If the asteroid enters a specific trajectory known as “they keyhole" then the influence of Earth’s gravity will ensure that the asteroid heads off towards the Sun on a trajectory that will guarantee it will strike the Earth the next time it comes around the Sun and approaches our planet. Seven years after that close Earth approach, should the asteroid go through “the keyhole," Apiophis will hit the Earth in the year 2036. Should it miss the keyhole, the asteroid will not hit the Earth in 2036. However, should Apiophis collide with the Earth, it will cause major damage. The impact would be the equivalent of 100,000 nuclear bombs and would destroy thousands of square miles. Should it land in the ocean, the resulting tsunami would devastate coastal areas.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- On Friday August 13, 1993, the Royal Plaza Hotel in the city of Nakhon Ratchasima, Thailand, collapsed killing 137 people and injuring 227.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- In 1960 the United States was rushing to catch up to the Russians in the space race. That year, the US introduced the Delta family of rockets meant to be the backbone of the US military, commercial, and space exploration business. The Delta rockets were designed to be versatile, expendable launch vehicles that could be used to launch different size and weight satellites and other hardware into different levels of orbit. The first launch of a Delta rocket was scheduled for Friday, May 13, 1960. Troubles developed during the second stage of the launching of "Echo" and it was only able to orbit for a few months<br clear="none"/>(Despite this, the Delta rocket has proven, and continued, to work as first intended)</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Friday has been considered an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects at least since the 14th century, as witnessed by Chaucer's Canterbury Tales.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>An early documented reference in English occurs in Henry Sutherland Edwards' 1869 biography of Gioachino Rossini, who died on a Friday 13th:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>He [Rossini] was surrounded to the last moments by 13 admiring friends; and if that is true, like many Italians, he regarded Fridays as an unlucky day and thirteen as an unlucky number, so it would be remarkable that he died that way on Friday the 13th of November.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- It's possible that the publication in 1907 of Thomas W. Lawson's popular novel Friday, the Thirteenth, contributed to disseminating the superstition. In the novel, an unscrupulous broker takes advantage of the superstition to create a Wall Street panic on a Friday the 13th.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-17008063-mmmain.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="MSAF13th.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-17008063-mmmain.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Other possible contributing factors include:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve hours of the clock day, the twelve deities of Olympus, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, the 12 successors of Muhammad in Shia Islam, twelve signs of the Zodiac, the 12 years of the Chinese Buddhist cycle, etc. In contrast the number thirteen is considered irregular, transgressing this completeness.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-knights-templar-460_785337c.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="knights-templar-MSA.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-knights-templar-460_785337c.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- On Friday, 13 October 1307, hundreds of the Knights Templar were arrested in France, possibly giving rise to the fear of a curse on that day. This connection between the Friday the 13th superstition and the Knights Templar was popularized in Dan Brown's 2003 novel The Da Vinci Code and in John J. Robinson's 1989 work Born in Blood: The Lost Secrets of Freemasonry, and also in the Maurice Druon historical novel series: "The Accursed Kings" (French: Les Rois Maudits). </strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Sometimes, it’s not just once a year— While 2014 only celebrated one Friday the 13th, 2015 will not be as lucky. Not only will the date occur in February, it will also come back to haunt us just four weeks later in March and once more in October. Thankfully 2016 only contains one Friday the 13th date in May. While some years are more lucky than others in terms of the number of Friday the 13th dates, it is impossible for a year to go by without at least one.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- The fear can be real — For those who have a deep-seated fear of the holiday, you’re not alone. There are several phobias related to Friday the 13th. Paraskevidekatriaphobia is the "official" name of those who have a phobia of the holiday, according to ABC News. A phobia of the number 13 called triskaidekaphobia also exists.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-black20sabbath20first_01.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="black20sabbath20firstMSA.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-black20sabbath20first_01.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- On Friday February 13, 1970, Black Sabbath released their first album in the United Kingdom. Given only two days of studio time to record it, the band played all of the songs live, saving the second day to mix what they had recorded. The album “Black Sabbath" went on to reach #8 on the UK album charts and when released in the USA, it reached #23 on the Billboard charts. The album remained in the Billboard charts for over a year and was a commercial (though not a critical) success. The album went on to earn platinum selling status in both the US and the UK. The band wasted no time capitalizing on the success of their first album and were back in the studio in June 1970 to record their second album “Paranoid" which had the hit single of the same name.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- Tupac Shakur died on Friday the 13th, after his car was hit with 13 bullets.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-louisvillepurina.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="louisville13MSA.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-louisvillepurina.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- On Friday February 13, 1981, in the city of Louisville Kentucky, it seemed like the city was under attack. A series of underground explosions in the city’s sewer system destroyed more than two miles of streets. Somehow, there were no fatalities but the damage was so extensive the National Guard was called in. It began around 5:15 a.m. on the morning of Friday the 13th when a spark from a car at the intersection of 12th and Hill streets ignited flammable vapors in the sewer system. Two women on their way to work at the local hospital were driving under the railroad overpass when the sparks from their car ignited the vapors. The force of the explosion hurled the car onto its side but neither occupant was killed. Overhead, a police helicopter happened to be traveling above the city. What they saw was incredible – a series of explosions like demolitions detonating up and down city streets, one after the other. The pilot described what they saw as looking like “a bombing run." More than two miles of streets were left with craters where manhole covers for the sewer had once been. Many business and homes were damaged by the explosions. The source of the blast was traced back to hexane vapors, which had been illegally discharged by a Ralston-Purina soybean processing plant. The hexane (which is a solvent) was used in the processing of the soybeans and the plant had a system to recover and reuse the hexane. However, that night, the system was broken and hundreds if not thousands of gallons of the hexane went into the public sewer system. Inside the sewers, the vapors from the hexane accumulated and reached an explosive mixture with air. The flammable and explosive vapors came out of the manhole covers and all it needed was a spark to set it off. Ralston-Purina would later pay $18 million to the city and $9 million to the people of Louisville.*</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- A study in the British Medical Journal, published in 1993, concluded that there "is a significant level of traffic-related incidences on Friday the 13th as opposed to a random day, such as Friday the 6th, in the UK." However, the Dutch Centre for Insurance Statistics (CVS) on 12 June 2008 stated that "fewer accidents and reports of fire and theft occur when the 13th of the month falls on a Friday than on other Fridays, because people are preventatively more careful or just stay home. Statistically speaking, driving is slightly safer on Friday the 13th, at least in the Netherlands; in the last two years, Dutch insurers received reports of an average 7,800 traffic accidents each Friday; but the average figure when the 13th fell on a Friday was just 7,500."*</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">- A tragedy occurred in Delhi, India on Friday June 13, 1997, when the Uphaar Cinema building caught fire. The resulting fire and stampede killed 59 people and injured another 103.</span></strong><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="color: #000000;">***</span></strong><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- 1972 Andes flight disaster</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>*On Friday 13 October 1972 a plane carrying 45 Uruguayan passengers and crew including members of the Old Christian rugby team and their family members and associates crashed in the Andes mountains after veering off route to Santiago, Chile. 16 of the 45 on board ultimately survived after spending 72 days in unimaginable conditions. It is heralded as one of the greatest human survival stories of all time.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>That same day (Friday October 13, 1972), half-way around the world, Aeroflot Il-62 airplane carrying 176 people took off from Paris on a commuter flight bound for Leningrad and Moscow. The plane landed at Leningrad and then took off for Sheremetyevo airport, located just outside Moscow. The weather was bad with rain and poor visibility. The pilots were told to descend on approach to the airport. For unknown reasons, they attempted and failed to land twice. On the third attempt to land, the plane crashed into a large pond about 4 miles short of the airport. There were no survivors. No cause of the accident was ever established. At the time, the crash resulted in one of the worst loss of life incidents for a single plane crash, in history. It remains the 44th worse loss of life in an airplane crash in aviation history.*</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- <img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-10018" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/mpogwqbk_o.jpg" alt="mpOgwqbK_o" width="295" height="360" />Kitty Genovese Murder Shocks the World. </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>*In a murder that shocked the nation and the world, and called into question the willingness and ability of the public to help those in distress, Catherine Susan (Kitty) Genovese was stabbed to death as she was returning to her Queens, New York City home in the early morning hours of </strong><em><strong>Friday March 13</strong></em><strong>, 1964. She was only 29 years old. Two weeks after the murder, a newspaper article appeared that questioned whether or not neighbors heard the attack and stood by and did nothing to help the girl. Later this was called into question, but not before the murder of Kitty Genovese and the investigation brought to light a social psychological phenomenon called “diffusion of responsibility" or “the bystander effect" (or the “Genovese syndrome"). Genovese was returning from the bar where she worked as a manager, around 3:15 AM in the morning and parked her car only 100 feet from her house. While walking in an alley to get home, she was attacked by Winston Mosely. Genovese ran away but Mosely took chase, caught her, and stabbed her twice in the back. She screamed “oh my God, he stabbed me!" and this was apparently heard by many neighbors, but only one of them, Robert Mozer opened his window and screamed at Mosley “let that girl alone!" This frightened Mosley and he fled. Genovese slowly moved towards her apartment building. People called the police to report the attack but the police were slow to respond. Meanwhile, Mosely went to his car, disguised himself, and went back to search for Genovese. He found her, at the back of a hallway leading to her apartment; she was unable to enter her apartment, too weak from the initial attack. Out of view, he proceeded to stab her several more times, then raped her as she was dying. The attack spanned at least a half an hour. She died en route to the hospital in the ambulance. Originally the newspaper reported 38 people heard or saw the attack, but this is certainly an exaggeration. Still, at least a dozen people witnessed the attack, most mistaking it for a quarrel between lovers, or a drunken street brawl by youths.<br clear="none"/><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-10019" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/1fyxhx6u_o.jpg" alt="1fyXhx6u_o" width="930" height="690" /><br clear="none"/>Mosely was arrested and admitted to the crime, he said he liked to kill women because they put up less of a fight. On that night he left his wife sleeping in bed and went out on the hunt, he spotted Genovese and moved in for the kill. Mosely was found guilty of murder and sentenced to death, but this was later changed to life in prison. The public saw the murder of Genovese as symptomatic of the moral decay and apathy present in New York City and all major cities at that time, and people in general. People felt that, especially in the cities, people were losing the sense of community and willingness to “get involved". And the murder of Kitty Genovese brought those feelings home to an entire nation. The reality, however, was that far fewer than 38 people witnessed the murder and none of those who did witness it, saw the entire act, only bits and pieces. One positive outcome is that the murder led some neighborhoods to start what later became known as Neighborhood Watch programs.*</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-screen-shot-2012-01-13-at-10-37-21.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full" title="MSAHollywood.jpg" src="http://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/wpid-screen-shot-2012-01-13-at-10-37-21.jpg" alt="image" /></a></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Hollywood Sign is Built, Friday July 13-1923</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>*What is now considered an historic US landmark and pop culture icon, the Hollywood sign above Los Angeles, California, was first unveiled by the owner of the Los Angeles Times newspaper, Harry Chandler, on Friday the 13th of July, 1923. Originally the sign spelled out “Hollywoodland" and was erected to advertise a new housing development Chandler was constructing nearby. The original 30-foot wide and 50-foot tall letters were covered in 4,000 light bulbs. The sign had been intended to stand for only about a year to advertise the property. In 1949, wanting to use the sign to promote the area and not just the housing development, the Hollywood Chamber of Commerce decided to remove the “LAND" from the end of the sign, and the rest, as they say in the movies, is history. Over the following decades, the wood and sheet metal sign was allowed to fall apart until it was finally rescued and renovated in 1978, by a group of people who ponied up about $27,000 each to erect a steel sign to replace the older one. One of the donors was rock star Alice Cooper who donated the money in memory of Groucho Marx. Today, the sign is protected and maintained by the Hollywood Sign Trust. In addition to being seen in countless TV, cinema and artist representations and satires, the sign has a history all of its own including the mysterious death of Broadway actress Peg Entwistle, in 1932. Her body was found in a ravine below the sign. The Police surmised Entwistle jumped to her death from the letter H.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>***<a href="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-dffb4b13cfdf043ad77960f9a1a9a6dbea19b681.gif"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-4707" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-dffb4b13cfdf043ad77960f9a1a9a6dbea19b681.gif" alt="wpid-dffb4b13cfdf043ad77960f9a1a9a6dbea19b681.gif" width="478" height="264" /></a></strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>- August 2010: 13 minutes after the 13th hour (1 PM) on Friday the 13th, a 13 year old boy was struck by lightning. (True story, google it)</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Other "Bad Luck" events that happened on Friday the 13th:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1099 - Crusaders set fire to Mara, Syria</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1830 - The Great fire in New Orleans</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1840 - The steamship Lexington burns and sinks four miles off the coast of Long Island with the loss of 139 lives.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1842 - Dr. William Brydon, a surgeon in the British Army during the First Anglo-Afghan War, becomes famous for (reputedly) being the sole survivor of an army of 16,500 when he reaches the safety of a garrison in Jalalabad.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1883 - Fire in Circus Ferroni in Berditschoft, Poland, kills 430</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1908 - Rhoads Opera House fire in Boyertown, PA killing 171 people.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1915 - Earthquake in Avezzano Italy kills 29,800</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1930 - "Mickey Mouse" comic strip 1st appears</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1935 - Plebiscite in Saar indicates a desire (90.3%) to join Nazi Germany</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1939 - The Black Friday bush fires burn 20,000 square kilometres of land in Australia, claiming the lives of 71 people.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1943 - Hitler declares "Total War"</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1953 - Gas explosion in Belgium coal mine kills 14</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1959 - French President Charles de Gaulle grants amnesty to 130 Algerians sentenced to death</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1964 - Hindu-Muslim rioting breaks out in the Indian city of Calcutta - now Kolkata - resulting in the deaths of more than 100 people.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1985 - Express train derails in Ethiopia, killing at least 428</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1986 - South Yemen Pres Ali Nasser Mohammed's bodyguard shoots opponents</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1987 - Seven top New York Mafia bosses sentenced to 100 years in prison each</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1989 - Computers across Britain hit by "Friday the 13th"/Jerusalem virus</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1991 - 42 killed in exhibition soccer match in Johannesburg, South Africa</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1991 - Soccer stadium riot in Orkney, South Africa, at least 40 die</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1991 - Soviet troops continue attack on Vilnius, capital of Lithuania; 13 people killed and 140 injured.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1992 - US serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer pleads guilty but insane</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1992 - Japan apologizes for forcing Korean women into sexual slavery during World War II.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1993 - French, British, and US fighter jets launch bombing raids in southern Iraq</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1994 - Tonya Harding's bodyguard, Shawn Eric Eckardt & Derrick Brian Smith arrested & charged with conspiracy in attack of skater Nancy Kerrigan</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>1997 - Radical guerrillas hold 72 hostages and shoot at police outside the Japanese Embassy in Lima, Peru</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2001 - Earthquake measuring magnitude 7.6 strikes El Salvador, killing more than 840 people</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2003 - Rock musician Pete Townshend of The Who was arrested in London on suspicion of possessing indecent images of children. He was later cleared.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2004 - Harold Shipman, a British GP who is believed to have killed more than 200 of his patients in Manchester, is found hanged in his prison cell</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2007 - Two thirds of the Venus's southern hemisphere suddenly brightened as something triggered aerosols to form at a furious rate.</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2012 - Italian cruiseliner Costa Concordia runs aground at Isola de Giglio, Italy, causing 32 deaths</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>2014 - 14 people are killed and 7 are injured after an explosion in an illegal gambling hall in Kaili City, China</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><a href="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-gif-1-the-top-10-kills-of-jason-voorhees-1.gif"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-4705" src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/wpid-gif-1-the-top-10-kills-of-jason-voorhees-1.gif" alt="wpid-gif-1-the-top-10-kills-of-jason-voorhees-1.gif.gif" width="400" height="225" /></a></strong><strong>The following months have a Friday the 13th:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>(Month - Years - Dominical letter)</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>January - 1978, 1984, 1989, 1995, 2006, 2012, 2017, 2023, 2034 - A, AG</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>February - 1976, 1981, 1987, 1998, 2004, 2009, 2015, 2026, 2032, 2037 - D, DC</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>March - 1981, 1987, 1992, 1998, 2009, 2015, 2020, 2026, 2037 D, ED</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>April - 1973, 1979, 1984, 1990, 2001, 2007, 2012, 2018, 2029, 2035 G, AG</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>May - 1977, 1983, 1988, 1994, 2005, 2011, 2016, 2022, 2033 - B, CB</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>June - 1975, 1980, 1986, 1997, 2003, 2008, 2014, 2025, 2031, 2036 - E, FE</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>July - 1973, 1979, 1984, 1990, 2001, 2007, 2012, 2018, 2029, 2035 - G, AG</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>August - 1976, 1982, 1993, 1999, 2004, 2010, 2021, 2027, 2032 - C, DC</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>September - 1974, 1985, 1991, 1996, 2002, 2013, 2019, 2024, 2030 - F, GF</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>October - 1972, 1978, 1989, 1995, 2000, 2006, 2017, 2023, 2028, 2034 - A, BA</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>November - 1981, 1987, 1992, 1998, 2009, 2015, 2020, 2026, 2037 - D, ED</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>December - 1974, 1985, 1991, 1996, 2002, 2013, 2019, 2024, 2030 - F, GF</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- This sequence given here for 2001–2028, follows a 28-year cycle from 1 March 1900 to 28 February 2100. The months with a Friday the 13th are determined by the Dominical letter (G, F, GF, etc.) of the year. Any month that starts on a Sunday contains a Friday the 13th, and there is at least one Friday the 13th in every calendar year. There can be as many as three Friday the 13ths in a single calendar year; either in February, March and November in a common year starting on Thursday (such as 2009 or 2015) (D), or January, April and July in a leap year starting on Sunday (such as 2012) (AG).</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- The longest period that can occur without a Friday the 13th is fourteen months, either from July to September the following year being a common year starting on Tuesday (e.g., between 2001–02, 2012–13, and 2018–19), or from August to October the following year being a leap year starting on Saturday (e.g., between 1999–2000 or 2027–28).</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- Patterns for common years:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>Each Gregorian 400-year cycle contains 146,097 days (365 × 400 = 146,000 normal days, plus 97 leap days). 146,097 days ÷ 7 days per week = 20,871 weeks. Thus, each cycle contains the same pattern of days of the week (and thus the same pattern of Fridays that are on the 13th). The 13th day of the month is slightly more likely to be a Friday than any other day of the week. On average, there is a Friday the 13th once every 212.35 days (compared to Thursday the 13th, which occurs only once every 213.59 days).</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>- The distribution of the 13th day over the 4,800 months is as follows:</strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong>Day of the week/Occurrences - Sunday/687 - Monday/685 - Tuesday/685 - Wednesday/687 - Thursday/684 - </strong><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Friday/688</strong></span></em><strong> - Saturday/684</strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><style>.embed-container { position: relative; padding-bottom: 56.25%; height: 0; overflow: hidden; max-width: 100%; } .embed-container iframe, .embed-container object, .embed-container embed { position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; }</style><div class='embed-container'><iframe src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/5nET7WlgBUU?list=PLuUpGIAh_J_b2daXO7fi1wPp8np334spV' frameborder='0' allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>-Hope you found it interesting, Thanks For Reading - </strong></span><br clear="none"/><span style="color: #000000;"> <strong><a href="https://mindspaceapocalypse.wordpress.com/magazines/tales-of-terror-and-unknown/">Tales of Terror</a></strong></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><span class="post_sig" style="color: #000000;">http://facebook.com/msaVoorhees</span> <br clear="none"/></div>The Garden of Earthly Delights and more from Hieronymus Boschhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/the-garden-of-earthly-delights-and-more-from-hieronymus-bosch2018-06-15T22:13:57.059000Z2018-04-02T19:15:28ZErebus<div><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em><head><br clear="none"/> <meta charset="UTF-8"><br clear="none"/> <meta http-equiv="X-UA-Compatible" content="IE=edge,chrome=1"><br clear="none"/> <title>The Garden of Eartly Delights</title><br clear="none"/> <meta name="author" content="MindSpaceApocalypse"><br clear="none"/> <meta name="description" content="The Garden of Earthly Delights is the modern title given to a triptych oil painting on oak panel painted by the Early Netherlandish master Hieronymus Bosch, housed in the Museo del Prado in Madrid since 1939. It dates from between 1490 and 1510, when Bosch was between 40 and 60 years old"><br clear="none"/> <meta name="keywords" content="The Garden of Earthly Delights, triptych, oil painting, oak panel, Early, Netherlandish, Hieronymus Bosch, art, hell, insainment"><br clear="none"/><script src="https://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.12.4/jquery.min.js"></script><br clear="none"/><link href='https://cdnjs.cloudflare.com/ajax/libs/prettyPhoto/3.1.6/css/prettyPhoto.min.css' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'/><br clear="none"/> </head><br clear="none"/><body></em></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em>The Garden of Earthly Delights</em> is the modern title given to a triptych oil painting on oak panel painted by the Early Netherlandish master Hieronymus Bosch, housed in the Museo del Prado in Madrid since 1939. It dates from between 1490 and 1510, when Bosch was between 40 and 60 years old.</span></strong></p><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/011b77af-2e55-4dd3-ae6b-d2a514889a6b/c749670a-e348-4b38-a413-3d83352e38b2.jpg" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"/></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em>(above: Garden of Earthly Delights closed triptych)</em></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">As so little is known of Bosch's life or intentions, interpretations of his intent have ranged from an admonition of worldly fleshy indulgence, to a dire warning on the perils of life's temptations, to an evocation of ultimate sexual joy. The intricacy of its symbolism, particularly that of the central panel, has led to a wide range of scholarly interpretations over the centuries. Twentieth-century art historians are divided as to whether the triptych's central panel is a moral warning or a panorama of paradise lost. Peter S. Beagle describes it as an "erotic derangement that turns us all into voyeurs, a place filled with the intoxicating air of perfect liberty".</span></strong></p><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/011b77af-2e55-4dd3-ae6b-d2a514889a6b/5b91b72c-83f9-4c74-b394-b39f0f97fe51.jpg" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"/></span></strong><br clear="none"/></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em>(above: Garden of Earthly Delights)</em></span></strong><br clear="none"/></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><div><div style="left: 0; width: 100%; height: 0; position: relative; padding-bottom: 65%;"><iframe src="//cdn.iframe.ly/7GvCxo6" style="border: 0; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; position: absolute;" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></div></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/011b77af-2e55-4dd3-ae6b-d2a514889a6b/fbfa21eb-2d7a-4ec1-aef7-c49451a34a90.jpg" /></em></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">(above: Haywain closed triptych</span></strong><br clear="none"/></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><em><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/011b77af-2e55-4dd3-ae6b-d2a514889a6b/b09be1e3-b035-457d-a1ee-5a752b1ac1a8.jpg" /></em></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">(above: The Haywain Triptych)</span></strong><br clear="none"/></p><p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">Bosch painted three large triptychs (the others are The Last Judgment of c. 1482 and The Haywain Triptych of c. 1516) that can be read from left to right and in which each panel was essential to the meaning of the whole. Each of these three works presents distinct yet linked themes addressing history and faith. Triptychs from this period were generally intended to be read sequentially, the left and right panels often portraying Eden and the Last Judgment respectively, while the main subject was contained in the center piece. It is not known whether "The Garden" was intended as an altarpiece, but the general view is that the extreme subject matter of the inner center and right panels make it unlikely that it was intended to function in a church or monastery</span></strong><br clear="none"/></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/011b77af-2e55-4dd3-ae6b-d2a514889a6b/9753a50b-0abd-4224-ae00-5b73866b0194.jpg" /></span></strong></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">(above: The Last Judgement closed triptych)</span></strong><br clear="none"/></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">(above: The Last Judgement Triptych)</span></strong><br clear="none"/></div>
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<div><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><a shape="rect" href="https://360player.io/p/bnTPZF/" target="_blank">360 Panorama of Garden of Earthly Delights</a>: </span></strong></div>
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<div><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">More art by Bosch: </span></strong></div>
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<div><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;"><a shape="rect" href="https://tuinderlusten-jheronimusbosch.ntr.nl/en" target="_blank">Interactive Garden of Earthly Delights</a>: </span></strong></div>
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src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b4/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x0-y2.jpg/1000px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x0-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="45%"/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b0/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x1-y2.jpg/1000px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x1-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="45%"/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/23/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x2-y2.jpg/1000px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x2-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="45%"/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/99/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x3-y2.jpg/1000px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x3-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="45%"/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/57/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x4-y2.jpg/1000px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x4-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="80%"/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/81/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x5-y2.jpg/650px-Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Prado_in_Google_Earth-x5-y2.jpg" alt="earthly delights" width="80%"/><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/kdpitT/03acbc734ae91debd6549b9355dc7e6d1bf1aa42fac67fe3755b9ea8ac4feafac6dcfab6.gif" alt="03acbc734ae91debd6549b9355dc7e6d1bf1aa42fac67fe3755b9ea8ac4feafac6dcfab6" border="0" width="90%"></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>There was "a musical score discreetly written on the butt of a figure in Garden Of Earthly Delights, the famous painting by Hieronymus Bosch,"<br /> <br clear="none"/><img src="https://image.ibb.co/mH7AiT/buttock_song2.jpg" alt="buttock_song2" border="0" width="640"><br /><br clear="none"/> and, thanks to the labor of an <em>Oklahoma Christian University</em> student Amelia Hamrick, it was turned into actual music..<br clear="none"/>Here's what the "600 year old butt-song from Hell" sounds like: <br clear="none"/><iframe width="100%" height="265" src="https://clyp.it/0e2rfvam/widget" frameborder="0"></iframe><br clear="none"/>There's a Gregorian chant version too: <br /><br clear="none"/><iframe width="100%" height="265" src="https://clyp.it/jlfcmmpv/widget" frameborder="0"></iframe><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><em><a href="#gotohere">Skip to Images</a></em><br /><br clear="none"/><strong>The Garden of Earthly Delights</strong> is the modern title given to a triptych oil painting on oak panel painted by the Early Netherlandish master Hieronymus Bosch, housed in the Museo del Prado in Madrid since 1939. It dates from between 1490 and 1510, when Bosch was between 40 and 60 years old.<br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/>As so little is known of Bosch's life or intentions, interpretations of his intent have ranged from an admonition of worldly fleshy indulgence, to a dire warning on the perils of life's temptations, to an evocation of ultimate sexual joy. The intricacy of its symbolism, particularly that of the central panel, has led to a wide range of scholarly interpretations over the centuries. Twentieth-century art historians are divided as to whether the triptych's central panel is a moral warning or a panorama of paradise lost. Peter S. Beagle describes it as an "erotic derangement that turns us all into voyeurs, a place filled with the intoxicating air of perfect liberty".<br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><div><div style="left: 0; width: 100%; height: 0; position: relative; padding-bottom: 65%;"><iframe src="//cdn.iframe.ly/7GvCxo6" style="border: 0; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; position: absolute;" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></div><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>Bosch painted three large triptychs (the others are The Last Judgment of c. 1482 and The Haywain Triptych of c. 1516) that can be read from left to right and in which each panel was essential to the meaning of the whole. Each of these three works presents distinct yet linked themes addressing history and faith. Triptychs from this period were generally intended to be read sequentially, the left and right panels often portraying Eden and the Last Judgment respectively, while the main subject was contained in the center piece. It is not known whether "The Garden" was intended as an altarpiece, but the general view is that the extreme subject matter of the inner center and right panels make it unlikely that it was intended to function in a church or monastery.</p><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;">When the triptych's wings are closed, the design of the outer panels becomes visible. Rendered in a green–gray grisaille, these panels lack colour, probably because most Netherlandish triptychs were thus painted, but possibly indicating that the painting reflects a time before the creation of the sun and moon, which were formed, according to Christian theology, to "give light to the earth". It was common for the outer panels of Netherlandish altarpieces to be in grisaille, such that their blandness highlighted the splendid colour inside.<br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/>The outer panels are generally thought to depict the creation of the world, showing greenery beginning to clothe the still-pristine Earth. God, wearing a crown similar to a papal tiara (a common convention in Netherlandish painting), is visible as a tiny figure at the upper left. Bosch shows God as the father sitting with a Bible on his lap, creating the Earth in a passive manner by divine fiat. Above him is inscribed a quote from Psalm 33 reading "Ipse dixit, et facta sunt: ipse mandāvit, et creāta sunt"—For he spake and it was done; he commanded, and it stood fast. The Earth is encapsulated in a transparent sphere recalling the traditional depiction of the created world as a crystal sphere held by God or Christ. It hangs suspended in the cosmos, which is shown as an impermeable darkness, whose only other inhabitant is God himself.<br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/>Despite the presence of vegetation, the earth does not yet contain human or animal life, indicating that the scene represents the events of the biblical Third Day. Bosch renders the plant life in an unusual fashion, using uniformly gray tints which make it difficult to determine whether the subjects are purely vegetable or perhaps include some mineral formations. Surrounding the interior of the globe is the sea, partially illuminated by beams of light shining through clouds. The exterior wings have a clear position within the sequential narrative of the work as a whole. They show an unpopulated earth composed solely of rock and plants, contrasting sharply with the inner central panel which contains a paradise teeming with lustful humanity.<br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><hr><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>360 Panorama of Garden of Earthly Delights: <br /><br clear="none"/><script src="https://360player.io/static/dist/scripts/embed.js" async></script><br clear="none"/><iframe src="https://360player.io/p/bnTPZF/" frameborder="0" width=90% height=500 allowfullscreen data-token="bnTPZF"></iframe><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><hr><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/>Interactive Garden of Earthly Delights: <br /><br clear="none"/><iframe src="https://tuinderlusten-jheronimusbosch.ntr.nl/en" style="border:1px #000000 solid;" name="Hell" scrolling="auto" align="center" height="800" width="95%"> </iframe><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><hr><br clear="none"/>The exterior panels show the world during creation, probably on the Third Day, after the addition of plant life but before the appearance of animals and humans. <br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><iframe class="scribd_iframe_embed" title="Garden of Earthly Delights - Hieronymus Bosch" src="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/381366492/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-EPdAkfGi5bo16ad7sgf1&show_recommendations=true" data-auto-height="false" data-aspect-ratio="0.7729220222793488" scrolling="no" id="doc_18754" width="650" height="866" frameborder="0"></iframe><br clear="none"/></div><br clear="none"/><br /><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">The origins of Hieronymus Bosch remain a mystery.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Surprisingly little is known about the influential artist. We don’t know his birthdate, level of education, or even who his patrons were. For Renaissance period artists, historians rely heavily on written records, but as none of Bosch’s writings have survived, this puts them at a loss. It's also left his artwork up for lively debate, as art historians try to interpret the symbols in his work.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">Bosch didn't date his paintings.</strong> </span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Since little is known about Bosch and he didn’t date his work, art historians have made their best estimate taking into consideration a number of factors, including the age of the wood panels and the inclusion of a pineapple—a New World fruit that means it must be painted after Columbus’s voyage to America. It’s currently thought to have been painted sometime between 1490 and 1510.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">It's bigger than you may realize.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">When open, the mammoth triptych measures in at a little over 7 feet tall and almost 13 feet long. The center panel alone is 6.5 feet wide.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">Oil paint was still a fairly new medium when the work was painted.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Bosch painted <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">The Garden of Earthly Delights </em>using oil paint on oak panels. At the time, oil paint was still less than 100 years old. According to Giorgio Vasari in <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">The Lives of the Artists</em>, Flemish artist Jan Van Eyck created the technique around 1410. Van Eyck wasn't the first to make oil paint, but he did add stabilizers that allowed for better binding with the pigment.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">There’s a specific way to read the piece, just like a book.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The triptych was most likely intended to be read from left to right, as each panel’s meaning is interconnected. The outer left panel shows God introducing Eve to Adam and the right panel depicts the torture of damnation. The central, and most well-known, panel is what the piece takes its name after. This garden shows the surreal and bizarre temptations on Earth. Thus, reading from left to right, we can see how man was created, lived, and then failed due to his own behavior.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">Close the outer shutters and you are in for a surprise.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">When the left and right panels are closed, it’s possible to see the outside of the triptych, which Bosch painted in grisaille. Grisaille is used to describe a painting entirely executed in tones of gray or neutral colors. It was common for Netherlandish altarpieces of the time to have grisaille work on the outer panels as a means to contrast with the colorful interior.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The work shows the world in stunning detail, encased in a clear globe. In the upper left corner, it’s possible to make out the tiny figure of God, who is wearing a Papal tiara. Next to him an inscription from Psalm 33:9 reads “For he spoke, and it came to be; he commanded, and it stood firm.”</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The painting has alternatively been interpreted as depicting the Third Day of the Creation, after the creation of plant life, but before humans and animals, or of The Flood due to the globe being half filled with water.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">The artist may have painted himself into the artwork.</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Although, like many things about Bosch's life and work, it's impossible to verify, some believe that the artist included a self-portrait in the hell panel. The theory was first proposed by art historian Hans Belting in his book on the painting.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The curious figure in question, which is known as “Tree-man” stands as the focal point of the right panel showing the damned. He has a human head, but a cavernous torso where three nude people, sitting on an animal, are at a table.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">In the 17th century, it was described as “the strawberry painting.”</strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The description is due to the prominent strawberry tree in the central panel. In fact, strawberries are scattered throughout the work, making it a recurring theme. In one scene, a couple feeds each other strawberries, in another, people pick apples off a tree while a man offers a woman a strawberry.</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">As with all aspects of the painting, there are different interpretations about the meaning behind all these strawberries. With their abundance of seeds, are they a reference to promiscuity? Or, do they follow the Catholic tradition of symbolizing rebirth and righteousness?</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">It's an artwork that has defied interpretation for generations. </strong></span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So what does it all mean? This is a question that has eluded scholars for centuries, mostly due to the issues surrounding our lack of knowledge about Bosch himself. The great German art historian Erwin Panofsky once wrote, “In spite of all the ingenious, erudite and in part extremely useful research devoted to the task of ‘decoding Jerome Bosch’, I cannot help feeling that the real secret of his magnificent nightmares and daydreams has still to be disclosed. We have bored a few holes through the door of the locked room; but somehow we do not seem to have discovered the key.”</span></p><br clear="none"/><p><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Many read it as a story of man's fall from grace, while others think of it in terms of a utopia. There's even an entire website dedicated to looking at <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">The </em><em style="box-sizing: border-box;">Garden of Earthly Delights </em>through on esoteric lens. 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Artist Spotlight: "Behind You" One-Shot Horror Storieshttps://insainment.postach.io/post/artist-spotlight-behind-you-one-shot-horror-stories2018-03-27T06:36:58.747000Z2018-03-27T06:35:17ZErebus<div><p style="text-align: center;">In case you want some background music while you look: <br/><br clear="none"/><iframe width="550" height="500" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" allow="autoplay" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/419926236&color=%23090607&auto_play=false&hide_related=true&show_comments=true&show_user=false&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true&visual=true"></iframe></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2016/11/tumblr_nn7vd9lxxc1ur8m9qo1_1280.jpg?w=720"/><img src="https://mindspaceapocalypse.files.wordpress.com/2016/11/tumblr_ny55naukut1ur8m9qo1_1280.gif?w=720"/><img 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data-card-image="http://briancoldrick.com/images/thumbs2/plugs.jpg" data-card-type="article"><h4><a href="http://briancoldrick.com/#_=_">Brian Coldrick</a></h4><p>website</p></blockquote><br clear="none"/><script async src="//cdn.embedly.com/widgets/platform.js" charset="UTF-8"></script><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><blockquote class="imgur-embed-pub" lang="en" data-id="a/e4itJ"><a href="//imgur.com/e4itJ">Behind You</a></blockquote><script async src="//s.imgur.com/min/embed.js" charset="utf-8"></script></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><blockquote class="embedly-card" data-card-key="8a596ca43efb47f0884801e5b3ddf203" data-card-theme="dark" data-card-branding="0" data-card-image="https://rzzy0b736k-flywheel.netdna-ssl.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/00cover-copy.jpg" data-card-type="article"><h4><a href="https://www.idwpublishing.com/product/behind-you-one-shot-horror-stories/">Behind You: One-Shot Horror Stories - IDW Publishing</a></h4><p>You can his book here. Behind You is an illustration series, a comic with no panels, where each piece is essentially a separate story. Each tale is one image and one piece of text; an unsuspecting victim with someone, or something, behind them. Entries range from the amusingly weird to the genuinely unsettling.</p></blockquote><br clear="none"/><script async src="//cdn.embedly.com/widgets/platform.js" charset="UTF-8"></script><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/><p style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><div class="tapas-iframe-wrap" data-width="636"><div class="tapas-full-btn" data-close-btn-url="https://tapas.io/resources/images/btn-close-on-embed.png" data-id="255840" data-url="https://tapas.io/embed/v2/255840?color=white&overlay=true" data-width="636"></div><iframe class="tapas-iframe-255840 tapas-iframe" height="500" data-is-cropped="" scrolling="no" src="https://tapas.io/embed/v2/255840?color=white&cropped=" frameborder="0"></iframe></div><script async src="https://tapas.io/resources/js/embedding.min.js"></script><br clear="none"/></p><br clear="none"/></div>Writings of the Insanehttps://insainment.postach.io/post/writings-of-the-insane2018-03-21T15:45:42.928000Z2018-03-21T15:30:31ZErebus<div><b><h1 style="text-align: center;">The Diagrammatic Writings of an Asylum Patient (1870)</h1></b></div>
<div><b><div class="entry-content" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Alegreya, serif;"><div align="center" style="box-sizing: inherit;"><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>These two images are from the book <em style="box-sizing: inherit;">On the Writing of the Insane</em> (1870) by G. Mackenzie Bacon, medical superintendant at an asylum (now <a href="https://www.google.com/maps/embed?pb=!4v1520436867940!6m8!1m7!1spsTbDmGFd_juvc_KIqZFIQ!2m2!1d52.18519731779945!2d0.1875045389329072!3f316.59885443576155!4f-5.640015858984341!5f0.7820865974627469" target="_blank" data-mce-href="https://www.google.com/maps/embed?pb=!4v1520436867940!6m8!1m7!1spsTbDmGFd_juvc_KIqZFIQ!2m2!1d52.18519731779945!2d0.1875045389329072!3f316.59885443576155!4f-5.640015858984341!5f0.7820865974627469">Fulbourn Hospital</a>) located near Cambridge, England. The pictures are the product of a “respectable artisan of considerable intelligence [who] was sent to the Cambridgeshire Asylum after being nearly three years in a melancholy mood". Bacon describes how the unnamed patient, for the two years he was committed, spent “much of his time writing — sometimes verses, at others long letters of the most rambling character, and in drawing extraordinary diagrams." The two images shown here were drawn on both sides of the same small half sheet of paper, and the patient, “as though anxious, in the exuberance of his fancy, to make the fullest use of his opportunities, […] filled up every morsel of the surface — to the very edge — not leaving an atom of margin."</strong></p><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8520/8551877638_80aab71585_o.jpg" alt="" style="box-sizing: inherit; border: 0px; max-width: 100%; height: auto;"></p><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8366/8550775695_eff1b76f65_b.jpg" alt="" style="box-sizing: inherit; border: 0px; max-width: 100%; height: auto;"></p><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>Bacon goes on to explain that the man, after leaving the asylum, went “to work at his trade, and, by steady application, succeeded in arriving at a certain degree of prosperity, but some two or three years later he began to write very strangely again, and had some of his odd productions printed ; yet all this time he kept at work, earned plenty of money, conducted his business very sensibly, and would converse reasonably."</strong></p><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>After a visit from a medical man who tried to dissuade him from writing this way the man wrote the following letter:</strong></p><blockquote style="box-sizing: inherit; margin: 1em 0px; quotes: "" ""; text-align: left; font-style: italic; border-left: 4px solid silver; padding: 0.5em 1em;"><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>Dear Doctor,</strong><br style="box-sizing: inherit;"><strong>To write or not to write, that is the question. Whether tis nobler in the mind to follow the visit of the great ‘Fulbourn’ with ‘chronic melancholy’ expressions of regret (withheld when he was here) that, as the Fates would have it, we were so little prepared to receive him, and to evince my humble desire to do honour to his visit. My Fulbourn star, but an instant seen, like a meteor’s flash, a blank when gone. The dust of ages covering my little sanctum parlour room, the available drapery to greet the Doctor, stowed away through the midst of the regenerating (water and scrubbing – cleanliness next to godliness, political and spiritual) cleansing of a little world. The Great Physician walked, bedimmed by the ‘dark ages’ the long passage of Western Enterprise, leading to the curvatures of rising Eastern morn. The rounded configuration of Lunar (tics) garden’s lives an o’ershadowment on Britannia’s vortex…</strong></p></blockquote><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>Unfortunately things ended sadly. </strong></p><blockquote><p style="box-sizing: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.3em; margin-top: 0px;"><strong>Bacon: <em>“In the course of another year he had some domestic troubles, which upset him a good deal, and he ended by drowning himself one day in a public spot".</em></strong></p></blockquote></div></div>
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Russian Roulettehttps://insainment.postach.io/post/russian-roulette2018-04-16T04:15:04.047000Z2018-03-21T07:11:05ZErebus<div><p style="text-align: center;">a "Russian Roulette" I threw together real quick</p></div>
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<div><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545; text-align: center;"><strong>Ryszard Tobys of Poland holds the Guinness World Record for the world’s largest working revolver.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545; text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="350" src="https://pew.tube/embed/2EC9zU6" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br/><br clear="none"/>*Did you notice his enthusiastic excitement and happiness over getting that award?</p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545; text-align: center;"><img src="http://2yrwuo3kbyxz20xx02a4011i.wpengine.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/0513D5-e1431567441231.jpg" alt="" width="800" height="419" /></p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545;"><strong>Because most of the parts are handmade, the massive replica of the Remington model 1859 took almost 2,500 hours to build.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545; text-align: center;"><img src="http://2yrwuo3kbyxz20xx02a4011i.wpengine.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/0218A1.jpg" alt="" width="800" height="420" /></p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545;"><strong>The six-shot revolver uses 136 gram (or 2,099 grain) projectiles and claims to have “great accuracy” at ranges up to 50 meters.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-size: 1.3em; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif; color: #454545; text-align: center;"><img src="http://2yrwuo3kbyxz20xx02a4011i.wpengine.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/0513D3-e1431567417699.jpg" alt="" width="800" height="419" /></p><br clear="none"/><hr /><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-size: 20.625px; font-weight: 400;"><strong>In Mikhail Lermontov's "The Fatalist" (1840), one of five novellas comprising his <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">A Hero of Our Time</em>, a minor character places a gun with an unknown number of bullets to his head, pulls the trigger and survives. However, the term "Russian roulette" does not appear in the story.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-size: 20.625px; font-weight: 400;"><strong>The term "Russian roulette" was possibly first used in an eponymous 1937 short story by Georges Surdez. However, the story describes using a gun with one empty chamber out of six, instead of five empty chambers out of six:</strong></p><br clear="none"/><dl style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-size: 20.625px; font-weight: 400;"><br clear="none"/><dd style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-left: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 1.5em;"><strong>"'Did you ever hear of Russian Roulette?' ... with the Russian army in Romania, around 1917... some officer would suddenly pull out his revolver, anywhere, at the table, remove a cartridge from the cylinder, spin the cylinder, snap it back in place, put it to his head and pull the trigger. There were five chances to one that the hammer would set off a live cartridge and blow his brains all over the place."</strong></dd><br clear="none"/></dl><br clear="none"/><p><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/f6/d3/Y07NkvDT_o.jpg" alt="Russian Roulette" width="100%" /> <img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/27/ad/4JehFcXd_o.jpg" alt="Russian Roulette" width="100%" /></p><br clear="none"/><br/><br clear="none"/><p>In 1963, MAD Magazine published the Sergio Aragonés cartoon Russian "Russian Roulette", in which six men play the game without spinning the chamber of a revolver between turns. When the last (and doomed) man gets the gun he fires it back through the heads of the other five.<br/><br clear="none"/><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/e9/5d/PYZI4rzB_o.jpg" alt="Russian Roulette" width="100%" /></p><br clear="none"/><hr /><br clear="none"/><p>System of a Down also mentions Russian Roulette in their song Sugar: <br><br clear="none"/>"I play Russian roulette every day, It's a man's sport.. with a bullet called life". </p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5vBGOrI6yBk?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><p>In the "Tales From The Crypt" episode "Cutting Cards," Russian roulette is one of the games played.</p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-GSCtiY3hsI?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p> </p><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>On December 25, 1954, the American blues musician Johnny Ace killed himself in Texas, after a gun he pointed at his own head discharged. A report in <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">The Washington Post</em> attributed this to Russian roulette.</strong><br><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/81/7c/8mZmqVk8_o.jpg" alt="Johnny Ace" width="500" /></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>Graham Greene relates in his first autobiography, <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">A Sort of Life</em> (1971), that he played Russian roulette, alone, a few times as a teenager.</strong></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>In 1976, Finnish magician Aimo Leikas killed himself in front of a crowd while performing his Russian roulette act. He had been performing the act for about a year, selecting six bullets from a box of assorted live and dummy ammunition.</strong><br><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/f7/43/YCZMtjEg_o.jpg" alt="Finnish Magician" width="500" /></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>John Hinckley, Jr., who attempted to assassinate President Ronald Reagan in 1981, was known to have played Russian roulette, alone, on two occasions. Hinckley also took a picture of himself in 1980, pointing a gun at his head.</strong><br><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/41/b4/DimAvLzM_o.jpg" alt="John Hinckley Jr" width="500" /></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>On October 12, 1984, while waiting on filming to resume on <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">Cover Up</em> (1985), actor Jon-Erik Hexum played Russian roulette with a .44 Magnum revolver loaded with a blank. The gunshot fractured his skull and caused massive cerebral hemorrhaging when bone fragments were forced through his brain. He was rushed to Beverly Hills Medical Center, where he was pronounced brain dead.</strong><br><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/5b/bd/Mmn713x9_o.jpg" alt="Jon-Erik Hexum" width="500" /></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>PBS claims that William Shockley, co-inventor of the transistor and winner of the Nobel Prize for Physics, had attempted suicide by playing a solo game of Russian roulette.</strong><br><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe class="scribd_iframe_embed" title="Bill Shockley" src="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/375801997/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-JxCSSWT4yDyNjw8Grp6A&show_recommendations=true" data-auto-height="false" data-aspect-ratio="0.7068965517241379" scrolling="no" id="doc_44481" width="650" height="866" frameborder="0"></iframe></div></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>On October 5, 2003, UK Psychologist and Magician, Derren Brown played a live version of Russian Roulette. It was broadcast late in the evening from the Isle of Jersey (where the possession of firearms is allowed) The format followed Brown and a member of the public as he played a solo game. The member of the public selected a chamber at will, and loaded a bullet. He then closed the gun and sat behind a protective screen. Brown played the game by guessing through psychology and reading which chamber it was loaded. Brown succeeded and proved it by firing into a sandbag.</strong><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/lEOoxJA0A5Q?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>Evan Hunter's short story "The Last Spin" takes place in a small basement. Tigo and Danny, two members of opposing gangs, are forced to play a game of Russian roulette to settle disagreements between their gangs.</strong><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe class="scribd_iframe_embed" title="The Last Spin - Evan Hunter" src="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/375801998/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-0vRudkKUiVmEKlMmO9bl&show_recommendations=true" data-auto-height="false" data-aspect-ratio="0.7068965517241379" scrolling="no" id="doc_71175" width="650" height="866" frameborder="0"></iframe></div></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>The BBC program <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">Who Do You Think You Are?</em>, on 13 September 2010, featured the actor Alan Cumming investigating his grandfather Tommy Darling, who he discovered had died playing Russian roulette while serving as a police officer in British Malaya. The family had previously believed he had died accidentally while cleaning his gun.</strong></li><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/LBLBLo5asgg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>On June 11, 2016, MMA fighter Ivan "JP" Cole apparently killed himself by playing Russian roulette.</strong><br><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/2d/28/h0XcjryB_o.jpg" alt="Ivan Cole" width="500" /></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><strong>"In the episode "Venezuela" of Banged Up Abroad, James Miles and Paul Loseby voice their utter shock and horror when they discover the prisoners playing Russian roulette. After having his appeal refused and facing a 10-year sentence, as well as due to the harshness of the prison life and complete lack of self-esteem, James eventually participated in the game."</strong><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/QXQUYhCsvDg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;"><a href="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/375802000/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-mzeOHULglrP87mNYYpar&show_recommendations=false" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/45/08/BdlWRnYH_o.jpg" alt="Gunsmith Cats" width="75" height="89"/></a> <br clear="none"/><strong>In the first chapter of <a href="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/375802000/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-mzeOHULglrP87mNYYpar&show_recommendations=false" target="_ blank">the manga series <em>Gunsmith Cats</em></a>, the main character interrogates an intruder by playing a version of Russian Roulette where she pulls the trigger five times, <a href="https://www.scribd.com/embeds/375802000/content?start_page=1&view_mode=scroll&access_key=key-mzeOHULglrP87mNYYpar&show_recommendations=false" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/48/7f/fCTiju9O_o.gif" alt="Gunsmith Cats" width="50"/></a> bragging about her ability to time her spin so she knows where to stop.</li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><ul style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0.3em 0px 10px 1.35em; padding: 0px;"><br clear="none"/><li style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; list-style: inherit;">In the 1986 movie Crawlspace, the main character used Russian Roulette to determine his own fate.<br><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/p4pXkE9ZvW0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/></li><br clear="none"/></ul><br clear="none"/><hr /><hr/><style>.embed-container { position: relative; padding-bottom: 56.25%; height: 0; overflow: hidden; max-width: 100%; } .embed-container iframe, .embed-container object, .embed-container embed { position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; }</style><div class='embed-container'><iframe src='https://pew.tube/embed/NiaisLF' frameborder='0' allowfullscreen=''></iframe></div><hr/><h3 class="first-paragraph" style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"><strong><em style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box;">Commonwealth v. Malone</span></em>, 47 A.2d 445 (1946), was a case decided by the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania that affirmed the conviction of a teenager for second degree murder. The teenagers had played a modified version of Russian roulette called Russian Poker, in which they took turns aiming and pulling the trigger of a revolver at <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">each other</em>, rather than at their own heads. Therefore <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">without an intent to kill or harm</em>, Malone had pointed the gun at his friend's head and pulled the trigger, killing him. However, the court ruled that "When an individual commits an act of gross recklessness without regard to the probability that death to another is likely to result, that individual exhibits the state of mind required to uphold a conviction of manslaughter even if the individual did not intend for death to ensue."</strong></h3><br clear="none"/><h3 style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"><strong>The case is often used to exemplify depraved-heart murder - that is, cases where there is such recklessness and indifference to life and risk of death as to fulfill the mens rea for murder despite the fact that the killing of the specific victim was unintentional. It has not yet been established whether simply participating in a game of Russian roulette in which another participant kills himself by his own hand could constitute manslaughter or some lesser form of conspiracy or homicide for others involved who survived.</strong></h3><br clear="none"/><h3 style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"><strong>According to the defense, Malone loaded the gun chamber adjacent to the firing chamber and did not expect the gun to go off when he pulled the trigger.</strong></h3><br clear="none"/><h3 style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"><strong>Decision: The court used common law analysis to determine that a game of Russian roulette evinced malice and recklessness towards a very serious risk, thus fulfilling the mens rea required for depraved heart murder despite the fact that the killing of the specific victim was unintentional.</strong></h3><br clear="none"/><hr /><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"> <strong>Anthony Santiago Cadiz Jr was nineteen-years-old when he blew his head apart with a .357 magnum revolver. His mother, Melissa Vasquez, lost her son just when she thought she had triumphed over criminal elements in their Hispanic <img class=" wp-image-9601 alignleft" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: left; margin-right: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=275&h=183" sizes="(max-width: 275px) 100vw, 275px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=275&h=183 275w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=548&h=366 548w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=150&h=100 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=300&h=200 300w" alt="RR4" width="275" height="183" data-attachment-id="9601" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2017/11/19/an-introduction-to-russian-roulette/rr4/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=275&h=183" data-orig-size="1500,1001" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="RR4" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=275&h=183?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr4.jpeg?w=275&h=183?w=676" />neighbourhood of inner city Springfield, Massachusetts, in a tug of war for his soul.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"> </p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"> <strong>They ended up throwing him out, but eventually he moved into an apartment on East High Street with a friend and the excitement at his new independent life led to a reconciliation. On the evening of February 12th Anthony rang his father to say he had things to discuss and would come by to see him.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>But he never arrived.. Later that evening a police officer rang Cadiz sr. to tell him his son was dead. Anthony had been sitting in his apartment with a group of friends, all were drinking alcohol along with suspected drug use, said the officer, but those who were there that night denied the rumours of drug use. Something illegal in the apartment that was undeniable is an unlicensed .357 magnum revolver.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>As the group talked and joked Anthony cracked open the revolver’s cylinder, tipped six bullets out of the gun and replaced one. He pushed the cylinder back into the gun, spun it and put the gun to his head...</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He pulled the trigger and t</strong><strong>he hammer fell on an empty chamber. A friend told Anthony to stop messing around and reached for the gun. Laughing, Anthony Santiago Cadiz Jr pulled the trigger again. This time the gun went off.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>A reporter for the New Hampshire Union Leader tracked down Anthony’s father to get his reaction:</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The last couple of weeks he was OK</em>,’ he said. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He was happy, excited. He had his place and then he called me last night and then he’s dead</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>You have probably not sat around a cheap apartment in Manchester, Massachusetts drinking and talking, and watched a friend shoot himself in the head. <img class=" wp-image-9599 alignright" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: right; margin-left: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=314&h=177" sizes="(max-width: 314px) 100vw, 314px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=314&h=177 314w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=628&h=354 628w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=150&h=84 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=300&h=169 300w" alt="RR2" width="314" height="177" data-attachment-id="9599" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2017/11/19/an-introduction-to-russian-roulette/rr2/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=314&h=177" data-orig-size="1280,720" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="RR2" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=314&h=177?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/11/rr2.jpg?w=314&h=177?w=676" /></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>But chances are you know about Russian Roulette. </strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Just hearing the words bring images to the mind. Probably from a movie. Probably The Deer Hunter and the man with the gun to his head, Robert DeNiro, one of the greatest American actors of all-time and one of the most intense. Few other actors would tease open sores on their face to bring reality to their portrayal of a young glue sniffer in Bloody Mama or put on sixty pounds to bring 1950’s boxing champion Jake LaMotta to life. The Deer Hunter was made in 1978 but the image of DeNiro with a red bandana wrapped around his head and a revolver in his hand is still iconic.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>You might know that blues crooner Johnny Ace shot himself dead backstage at a 1954 Christmas Day gig. Literary types will remember that Graham Greene, author of Brighton Rock and The Third Man, confessed to playing Russian Roulette as a troubled Oxford student in the mid-1920s. Or that a character in Steven Millhauser’s 1977 novel Portrait Of A Romantic dies playing it.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">How many people die playing?</span></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Russian Roulette has killed over 1,000 people in the last century. The youngest was five-years-old and the eldest seventy-eight. </strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Investigating Russian roulette is living a real life detective story with hundreds of corpses and thousands of smoking guns. Anthony Cadiz’s death to DeNiro’s big scene are all links in a chain of gunshots, movies, metaphors and literature that stretches back to the First World War</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>It was carried like a virus out of the Siberian steppes, witnessed by British mercenaries in provincial Russian towns, and reached western Europe in the aftermath of the Revolution as monarchist exiles fled the Bolsheviks. In France it infected the Surrealists and dosed Graham Greene in Oxford. The death toll took a massive leap when Swiss born writer Georges Arthur Surdez wrote a fictional story about the practice for an American magazine. The contagion spread.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>In the USA it found the environmental factors to flourish: easy access to firearms, alcohol, drugs, a large teenage population, and a popular culture that glamourised the practice. It stayed in America for forty years and claimed many more victims before The Deer Hunter acted as needle to inject the poison back into Europe and across the world.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><div align="center"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/t9uucf-tMLg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Now English magicians play it live on television and Turkish teenagers blow their brains out at school. Australian gangster Mark ‘Chopper’ Read claimed to have played it for money in a Footscray pool hall. </strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>If you are reading this then you’re smart enough not to put a gun with one bullet to your head and pull the trigger. Anthony’s impulsive game of self-murder will not resonate with you. Make sure it stays that way.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Welcome to the world of drunken teenagers, suicidal Polish officers, Samuel Colt’s legacy and the kind of people who care so little about life they put a partly loaded gun to their head and pull the trigger. This is the history of Russian Roulette.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><hr /><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong> </strong><strong><span style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">T</span>exan winters are unpredictable. Rain turns the state into a soggy mess one day then blazing sun bakes it hard the next. This changeability is especially pronounced in the state capital of Austin.</strong><strong><span style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><img class=" wp-image-9675 alignright" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: right; margin-left: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=317&h=190" sizes="(max-width: 317px) 100vw, 317px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=317&h=190 317w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=634&h=380 634w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=150&h=90 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=300&h=180 300w" alt="RR5" width="317" height="190" data-attachment-id="9675" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2017/12/15/americas-first-russian-roulette-victims/rr5/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=317&h=190" data-orig-size="1516,910" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="RR5" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=317&h=190?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/rr5.jpeg?w=317&h=190?w=676" /></span></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>On Saturday 8 January 1938 they had their usual dose of fickle climate. The sun shone intermittently through the day but by late afternoon grey skies ruled and a chill wind chased commuters out of the downtown business district into the suburbs. In an upscale part of town a young man called Thomas H Markley jnr celebrated his twenty-first birthday with a gang of college friends outside his parents’ house.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He had a case of beer and a revolver to keep him warm. </strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Texas oil revenue sheltered Markley’s hometown from the worst of the financial depression that blighted America in the thirties but Austin had not completely escaped the country’s economic melt down. A few miles past the city limits hundreds of men lived in government work camps digging ditches with President Franklin Roosevelt’s New Deal programme.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>No danger of government handouts for the birthday boy. A recent graduate of the 200 acres of red terracotta roofs and Spanish architecture that made up the University of Texas campus in Austin’s centre, Thomas jnr had plans for his future. He was the brains behind new photo-magazine <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The Drag</em>, named after a strip of shops and bars on Guadalupe Street, aimed at students and due to hit stores Monday.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>By evening he and his friends had worked their way through the beer. Texas was a gun loving state where no home was complete without a hunting rifle and a handgun. None of Markley’s friends were concerned when he produced a revolver. They only protested when he asked everyone to watch as he played a game he called ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Russian Roulette</em>’.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Markley told them he knew what he was doing, put one bullet in the gun, spun the cylinder and put the revolver to his head. As his friends watched he blew a hole in his skull and fell twitching on the grass. His parents buried him in Oakwood cemetery near the University.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He was the first victim of Russian Roulette in America.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Seven months to the day later another twenty-one-year-old Texan, this time in the crowded metropolis of Houston, tried the same trick. Paul Grasso sat in his car joking around with a revolver late at night. Like Markley he put one bullet in the gun and manipulated the cylinder. His friend George Tillota warned him to be careful.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Watch – I’ll show you it won’t go off</em>,’ Grasso said.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He held the gun pointed backwards towards him at arms length, thumb on the trigger, and squeezed. The hammer came down on the chamber holding the bullet and Grasso bounced off his seat into the steering wheel, spraying blood from a massive head wound.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Why did two young men die like this? Leading newspaper for America’s southern states the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Dallas Morning News</em> had no idea. The paper’s hacks failed to uncover the origins of Russian Roulette (‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">a gruesome game</em>‘) or the reason for its popularity among young Texan men. The best they could do was assure readers that Markley and Grasso’s deaths were not suicide. Markley wrongly believed the weight of the single bullet in the revolver would roll it to the bottom of the cylinder when spun. Grasso tried to set his revolver so an empty chamber rotated under the hammer.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Four months later the Lone Star state lost exclusive rights to Russian Roulette.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>In 1938 only heavyweights like the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Wall Street Journal</em> or the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">New York Times</em> were available nationwide and most Americans read the regional press. It would have been a sharp eyed southerner who spotted the headline ‘Boy’s Triple Death Gamble Told By Chum At Inquest’ in 22 November edition of the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Los Angeles Times</em> and figured the gun game had spread to another state.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Sixteen-year-old Richard V Brady died at his parents’ Los Angeles home as he demonstrated Russian Roulette to a thirteen-year-old school friend.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">After school we went to Richard’s home</em>,’ the teenage witness told the inquest. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Richard got his father’s gun and put a shell in it. He twirled the cylinder, put it against his head and pulled the trigger. It didn’t go off. Richard dared me to do it but I wouldn’t. Then he did it a second time and the gun just clicked. But the third time he pulled the trigger the gun went off</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Times</em> had a better research department than the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Dallas Morning News</em> and was able to give its readers a brief history of Russian Roulette, straight from the inquest. The anonymous staff reporter assigned to the story explained it was the invention of fatalistic Russian soldiers – ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">maddened by starvation and fear of death</em>’ – during the last World War. If the Russian survived, he won. No journalists connected Russian Roulette with Georges Surdez, the Swiss pulp fiction writer who named it.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Before Surdez’s story appeared in <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Collier’s</em> 30 January 1937 issue no occurrences of Russian Roulette, name or practice, were reported in America. Then in the late 1930s four young men died in three states – Markley and Grasso in Texas, Brady in California, and a fourth youth whose fatal gamble with Russian Roulette in July 1939 got a few lines in the <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Nevada State Journal</em>.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Russian Roulette existed as an anonymous gun game for twenty years before Surdez settled down at his typewriter to write his short story about the French Foreign Legion. It was reported in Russia, Poland, France, and England. It’s a fair deduction that Surdez was the plague carrier who introduced it to America. He was lucky that by the time people started dying the practice had sunk deep enough into the culture that no-one remembered he had been the source.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Over the next seventy years 1,000 people would die. Something about the United States made it the perfect breeding ground for a suicidal gun game.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><hr /><br clear="none"/><p>Chopper forces a reporter to play Russian Roulette (below) at 00:10:08</p><br clear="none"/><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/oU9KOWUQURw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong> </strong><strong><span style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">F</span>rom above, the city of Melbourne looks like a bird of prey on the attack. Its wings stretch up into northern suburbs and its beak bears down to snatch a kill from Port Phillip Bay, the huge inland expanse of water on which the city sits. The bird’s beady eye is located in a grid of factories and Victorian houses known as Footscray.</strong><strong><img class=" wp-image-1105 alignright" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: right; margin-left: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=197&h=280" sizes="(max-width: 197px) 100vw, 197px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=197&h=280 197w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=106&h=150 106w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=211&h=300 211w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg 300w" alt="chopper" width="197" height="280" data-attachment-id="1105" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/a-short-history-of-russian-roulette-in-australia/chopper/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=197&h=280" data-orig-size="300,426" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="chopper" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=197&h=280?w=211" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper.jpg?w=197&h=280?w=300" /></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Until the Second World War this area was the epitome of joyless working-class Australian suburbia. Pubs shut at six and restaurants risked a visit from the police if they served wine after eight. Except for a weekly trip to Oval Centre for the footy, Footscray’s inhabitants stayed home and minded their own business.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Those locals would not recognise Footscray today. The grey suburb has been transformed into a colourful district for young professionals attracted by cheap rents and a short commute to Melbourne’s centre. Coffee shops and art galleries thrive on the main streets. Restaurants and bars do good business.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong> </strong><strong>The make over was achieved with immigration. In the 1950s and ‘60s a wave of European immigrants, most Greeks and Albanians, washed up in Melbourne and discovered working class Footscray was one of the few places they could afford to live. Their presence lit the touch paper on the suburb’s regeneration, although the gunpowder only really started fizzing when Vietnamese refuges from Communism – the ‘Boat People’ – settled in the seventies. Soon Footscray boasted noodle bars alongside mosques, and mah-jong parlours opposite tavernas. It took Melbourne’s middle classes another twenty years to wake up to the vibrant and cheap neighbourhood right under their noses.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Footscray is now the poster child for multicultural Australia but back in 1987 it was an edgier place run by Vietnamese and Albanian gangsters. The two groups usually kept a wary distance but on one occasion they dropped their suspicions long enough to co-operate on a money making venture. The event was also a historic first, although not one that will ever make it onto the Footscray council website. Under gangster patronage the suburb hosted the only recorded game of Russian Roulette in which players were paid to risk their lives in front of an audience.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The key man in the event was Mark Brandon ‘Chopper’ Read, six foot two of scarred Australian muscle held together by prison tattoos and a handlebar moustache. Brought up in the tough northern Melbourne suburbs, Read’s mother was a fanatical Seventh Day Adventist who beat him on any pretext and his father a gun-loving hard drinker. After his mother left when he was a teenager Read was free to run with street gangs where everyone carried a knife in their belt and a pool ball in a sock. He mixed with underage prostitutes and gangsters. The police opened a dossier on him that would eventually be the size of a phone book. First arrested at the age of 17, he would spend only 13 months outside prison in the next twenty years.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>In 1977 a psychiatrist at Pentridge Prison noted the twenty-three-year-old’s high intelligence but declared him insane. It was the third time Read had received the diagnosis. Read dismissed the first assessment, done at fifteen, because it was done by a Seventh Day Adventist psychiatrist friend of his mother. He had less to say about the second at age nineteen.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong><img class=" wp-image-1131 alignleft" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: left; margin-right: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=191&h=257" sizes="(max-width: 191px) 100vw, 191px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=191&h=257 191w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=112&h=150 112w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg 200w" alt="chopper4" width="191" height="257" data-attachment-id="1131" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/a-short-history-of-russian-roulette-in-australia/chopper4/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=191&h=257" data-orig-size="200,269" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="chopper4" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=191&h=257?w=200" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper4.jpg?w=191&h=257?w=200" />‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Yeah, they probably had a reason to certify me then</em>‘.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>In Pentridge prison he formed the Overcoat Gang – so called because they wore coats all year round to hide their armoury of machetes and clubs. They were all as crazy as their leader.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I used to try and recruit people from within the prison system who’d all been certified mentally insane</em>,’ said Read.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>His misfit army went to war with the Painters & Dockers, the imprisoned leaders of a powerful Melbourne Labour Union whose activities extended into crime. Read wanted to be top dog in Pentridge’s H Division. Prisoners bashed and stabbed each other while the guards looked on. At the height of the gang war Read proposed a cell block uprising. His followers would take the guards hostage then ice pick their enemies in the spine.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">This idea was the maddest idea ever put together</em> […],’ said Read. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">It would have worked too. Because back then I didn’t care how long I did in jail, I didn’t care about the consequences</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>His gang mates did care and tried to kill him to prevent the plan going into action. Chopper took a mess of stab wounds to the stomach and lost several feet of intestine, but survived. The next day he split his stitches doing press-ups in the infirmary.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>After the attack Read had no friends and a cell block full of enemies. The governor refused to transfer him to the safety of another block so Read sawed off his own ears with a razor blade. He got transferred to a psychiatric ward. The nickname Chopper may have come from that incident or perhaps his later habit of cutting off the toes of drug dealers to make them talk. Or perhaps from the cartoon bulldog in Hannah Barbara’s Yakky Doodle who always protected his friends.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Why let the truth get in the way of a good yarn?</em>‘ as Read said.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He got out of prison in the early 1980s. Now Mr Read to his Probation Officer, Mark to his dad, and Uncle Chop Chop to very good friends, he moved up the criminal career ladder. He left behind street fights and petty robberies to become a stand over man – a criminal who extorts and robs other criminals, mostly dealers and pimps. Reed used a blowtorch, a pair of pliers and a soundproofed cellar in a friend’s pub to make his victims give up the money. Sometimes he made house calls.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">They used to say to me “how the hell did you find out where I lived?” Drug dealers, they used to spend a fortune on security right? It was the only house on the street with spotlights that come on all night long with a sixteen foot high fence</em> […] <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">You drive down the street with slum houses and you got one house there with ornate Italian wrought iron work, spotlights, guard dogs, you know. Where does the drug dealer live?</em>‘</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Predictably he was soon back inside. Free again in 1987, Read found himself outside a Footscray pool hall with a .44 Ruger Black Hawk revolver at the invitation of some Albanian gangsters with contacts to Vietnamese organised crime. Friction between the two groups had resulted in a challenge: one man from each side to play Russian Roulette while bets were laid on the outcome. The Albanians did not really want to play but were unwilling to lose face. They looked for a man who would take part on their behalf.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The Albanians’ offered Read AUS$6,000 if he survived. They were pushing at an open door. The stand over man had recently adopted the tactic of strapping a stick of dynamite to his chest and threatening to blow up himself and his victim if they did not cough up the cash.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The Vietnamese began to arrive in Australia in the late 1970s fleeing their Communist homeland in flotillas of overloaded, leaky fishing boats. By 1987 over 100,000 had washed up on Australia’s shores. Often they faced an unfriendly welcome. For most of the twentieth century a ‘White Australia’ immigration policy had been in place, blocking any faces that might spoil the atmosphere of British suburbia set down among the kangaroos and Eucalyptus trees. When the policy was lifted in 1973 and new ethnic groups, such as Turks and Chinese, began to arrive in Australia the white population greeted them with hostility and sometimes violence. Newly opened Vietnamese restaurants frequently got a brick through the window.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Not all Vietnamese immigrants were angels. There were more than enough gangsters and tough guys in the diaspora to cause problems for the police. By the mid-80s Vietnamese criminal gangs were becoming a concern.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Criminal gangs in the Vietnamese community are increasingly heavily armed</em>,’ announced a Police report, ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">and are moving into drugs and gambling, establishing links with Australian crime figures, and becoming involved in standover rackets in their own community</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The Albanians were immigrants of a less recent vintage. They did not gamble as much as the Vietnamese, although they probably smoked more, but they liked a flutter and a bit of blood. The east European immigrants had carved out a niche for themselves in the Melbourne underworld since arriving in two waves, first in the 1920s and then after the Second World War, when Australia accepted a number of refugees fleeing Communism. Settled in Footscray for thirty years and deeply involved in local drugs and protection rackets the Albanians watched the Vietnamese new arrivals with suspicion. Tensions mounted.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong><img class=" size-full wp-image-1137 alignright" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: right; margin-left: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=676" sizes="(max-width: 337px) 100vw, 337px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg 337w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=150 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=300 300w" alt="dh" data-attachment-id="1137" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/a-short-history-of-russian-roulette-in-australia/dh/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=676" data-orig-size="337,221" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="dh" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=676?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/dh.jpg?w=676?w=337" /></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Why did the Vietnamese suggest Russian Roulette to settle things? According to Read they were fans of The Deer Hunter movie. Released at the tail end of 1978 Michael Cinimo‘s three hour Hollywood epic won five Oscars and cleaned up at the box office, although not without controversy.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">For three years there was virtual silence</em> [on the Vietnam War],’ wrote left-wing Australian journalist John Pilger. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Then Hollywood sensed that a lot of money could be made with a movie that appealed directly to those racist instincts that cause wars and that allowed the Vietnam war to endure for so long—a movie that reincarnated the Batman-jawed Caucasian warrior, that presented the Vietnamese as Oriental brutes and dolts</em>‘.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Pilger and other critics were especially appalled by a scene in which the main characters, all Americans, are forced to play Russian Roulette by their sadistic Vietcong guards while a photograph of Ho Chi Minh looks on. The critics claimed Russian Roulette had never been played in the Vietnam war. Cimino and others claimed it had. Or that even if it had not the game was a metaphor for the arbitrary distribution of death in war. The director was reluctant to admit the Russian Roulette angle came from the original script he inherited that had nothing to do with Vietnam. Most viewers ignored the arguments and perched on the edge of their seats as a grim faced Vietcong officer (actually a Thai driver for the film crew called Somsak Sengvilai who caught the attention of Michael Cinimo) spun the revolver cylinder and handed it to Robert DeNiro.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><div align="center"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TBK2q4mijNU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>It did not bother the Vietnamese gangsters in Footscray that leftists thought Russian Roulette was a slur on their country. Melbourne Vietnamese had spent the early 1980s fighting not only racist skinheads but also far-left thugs unhappy with the immigrants’ anti-Communism. They did not care about Pilger and co’s criticisms. The Vietnamese thought it would be a kick to see the game in real life. The Albanians thought the same. They just needed someone crazy enough to play it.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>A quick lesson in firearm construction. Almost all revolvers consist of a frame, a trigger on the underside of the frame, a hammer at the top, and a cylinder which revolves within the frame and contains six chambers each holding one bullet.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>When the trigger is pulled the cylinder moves the next chamber under the hammer, simultaneously raising and dropping the hammer – if it is double action as most modern revolvers are. If the gun is already cocked then pulling the trigger just drops the hammer. The tip of the hammer hits the firing cap at the back of the bullet case. The cordite ignites and the explosive pressure forces the bullet out of the case (which remains in the chamber) and out of the gun through the barrel.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>To play Russian Roulette you place one bullet in the cylinder. The cylinder can be swung out of the gun to do this but in some older models the cylinder is lodged in the frame and the bullet must be slipped in through a loading gate. Next spin the cylinder, either outside or inside the frame. If outside snap the cylinder back into the frame. Put the gun to your head and pull the trigger.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Reed had a theory about Russian Roulette.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I made sure I had a little advantage no-one else knew about. I knew my gun was perfectly balanced, so that if I put a slug in at the top and spun it the right way and snapped the cylinder back, it would snap back with the slug at the bottom. Well, 19 times out of 20, anyway, which is good enough odds for me</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Read’s theory is absolutely wrong but he went into the pool hall convinced he had an advantage. He had played Russian Roulette before a few times, drunk at parties, holding two fingers up to Death.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong><img class=" wp-image-1140 alignleft" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: left; margin-right: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=295&h=166" sizes="(max-width: 295px) 100vw, 295px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=295&h=166 295w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=590&h=332 590w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=150&h=84 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=300&h=169 300w" alt="chopper2" width="295" height="166" data-attachment-id="1140" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/a-short-history-of-russian-roulette-in-australia/chopper2/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=295&h=166" data-orig-size="650,366" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="chopper2" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=295&h=166?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper2.jpg?w=295&h=166?w=650" />Inside, the hall was as smoke stained yellow as a diseased lung. Read’s entrance made a big impression on the waiting gangsters. At a time when the average Australian male still had a seventies bouffant hairdo and wing collar shirts, Read had close cropped hair and no ears. He stripped to the waist, revealing a mosaic of prison tattoos (stars, swirls, hearts, girl’s names, ‘BUSHIDO’) and a second pistol in his belt. He insisted on using his own Black Hawk revolver. To prove the game was for real a Vietnamese test fired the gun into a stack of telephone directories. The sound of the shot crashed around the pool hall. Cordite smoke cut through the thick stink of cigarettes.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">To do well in the game you have to be willing to die</em>,’ said Read. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">You had to will yourself into a state of mind where you were prepared to die. If you play just to make money or show how much guts you have you will lose in the end. You have to be mentally prepared for death even before you walk into the game</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The Vietnamese had arranged another player, one of their own, to face Read. The .44 revolver was handed to the Australian. A bullet was placed on the table between the players. Once the gun was loaded each player would take turns spinning the cylinder and putting the gun to their heads. Read looked at the ring of faces, the cigarette smoke, the money changing hands. He slid the bullet into the cylinder, spun it and pushed it back into the gun frame. He aimed the barrel at his temple. Then he grinned a mouthful of gold teeth and pulled the trigger.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>No-one knows exactly when and where the original roulette wheel was invented. The French like to believe it was invented in the seventeenth century by mathematician Blaise Pascal as an off-shoot of his quest to find a perpetual motion machine. All the other putative inventors are anonymous (a ‘Benedictine monk’ and a ‘Hindu astrologer’ are among those put forward) so Pascal, a colourful and relatively well-known figure, tends to get the credit. The mathematician was, after all, such an enthusiast for games of chance that he only believed in God because it gave better long term odds than atheism.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The Roulette wheel has gone through many permutations over the years but the basics have remained the same since Pascal, or whoever, first decided to fling a ball around a coliseum-shaped structure the size of a bicycle wheel and see where it ended up. These days the Roulette wheel is divided into 36 numbered compartments, alternating red and black, each separated from its neighbour by a slight ridge. Gamblers can bet on a single number coming up or, for lesser returns, on increasingly large groups of numbers up to odd or even, red or black.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>As a game of pure chance roulette is tough to beat at the best of times but when it took off in the eighteenth century French gambling czars Francois and Louis Blanc added a zero to the wheel to increase the house odds. Players can bet on the zero itself but not include it in larger groups of numbers. It gave the gambling house an advantage of 2.7% but that proved insufficient for greedy casino owners and when roulette made it to America later in the century they added a second zero (often in the patriotic form of an eagle) to give an even greater edge.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">It is impossible to beat a roulette table unless you steal money off it</em>,’ said Albert Einstein.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The only connection between Russian Roulette and Pascal’s game is the name. The anonymous revolver practice had been around for twenty years before a Swiss immigrant in Brooklyn, New York christened it for a 1937 short story he was writing. The bronze and lead cartridge spinning in the revolver cylinder reminded Georges Surdez of a ball rattling round a roulette wheel.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>If the average man or woman on the streets of Melbourne or Hanoi has heard about ‘Chopper’ Read’s activities in Footscray they assume it is a typical example of Russian Roulette – the dark smoky room, money on the table, bets on the outcome, gangsters to haul away the bodies. It is an image that owes more to ‘The Deer Hunter’ than reality. It is very hard to turn Russian Roulette into a gambling game. There are no rules and no reason behind it. And who, apart from a mentally unbalanced Australian gangster, is going to risk putting a bullet in their own head for money?</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>An American called Anson Paape was one of the few who tried to make the practice into a game and is now doing seventy-five years in an Illinois prison. Paape was a thirty-eight-year-old occasionally employed tree trimmer and full-time drunk whose house in the quiet Elmhurst suburb of Chicago had become a hang out for local teens who liked a beer. On 8 July 2004 Michael Murray celebrated his eighteenth birthday at the house with a few friends. As the beers went down Paape produced an unloaded .44 revolver and distributed bullets and cards. They were going to play poker, he announced, and the winner got to load a single bullet in the gun and fire at the person sitting next to them.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Paape was drunk and the rules kept changing before the game even started so the teens thought he was kidding. When Murray won the first hand Paape insisted he load up the revolver. Murray refused so Paape did it for him then pointed the gun at the birthday boy. Murray tried to bat away the barrel but Paape told him ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">it’s my gun, it’s my house, I’ll do it</em>‘ and pulled the trigger. The gun went off and blasted a hole in Murray’s forehead.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>When the ambulance crew got there Murray was a bloody heap on the floor, the teens had fled, and Paape was on the run. The police got him two days later. He claimed it was an accident and his lawyer pushed for manslaughter (‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">it was an innocent, idiotic birthday game</em>‘) but the courts found Paape guilty of first degree murder.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Back in the Footscray pool hall Mark ‘Chopper’ Read pulled the trigger on his Blackhawk .44 revolver. The hammer came down on an empty chamber. Money changed hands.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong><img class=" wp-image-1146 alignright" style="box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; height: auto; display: inline; float: right; margin-left: 1.7em;" src="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=289&h=163" sizes="(max-width: 289px) 100vw, 289px" srcset="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=289&h=163 289w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=578&h=326 578w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=150&h=84 150w, https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=300&h=169 300w" alt="chopper3" width="289" height="163" data-attachment-id="1146" data-permalink="https://christopherothen.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/a-short-history-of-russian-roulette-in-australia/chopper3/" data-orig-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=289&h=163" data-orig-size="650,366" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{"aperture":"0","credit":"","camera":"","caption":"","created_timestamp":"0","copyright":"","focal_length":"0","iso":"0","shutter_speed":"0","title":"","orientation":"0"}" data-image-title="chopper3" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=289&h=163?w=300" data-large-file="https://christopherothen.files.wordpress.com/2016/07/chopper3.jpg?w=289&h=163?w=650" /></strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Now it was the opponent’s turn. The gun passed to him. One bullet went in the revolver, the cylinder was spun and the barrel went to his head. The Vietnamese crowded around him, a mistake in Chopper’s eyes as a.44 bullet would plough through a roomful of skulls before it slowed down. Click. More money was thrown down on the table. Now it was his turn again. Convinced the odds were in his favour, Chopper spun the cylinder and carried on.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>He survived. His opponent bailed out. Read got a ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">good earn</em>’. He returned to the pool hall on several occasions playing against an opponent (‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">no-one ever went more than three spins against me</em>’) or on his own. Eventually he called it quits.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Chopper went back to prison shortly after Footscray for his stand over activities. While inside he corresponded with a pair Melbourne crime reporters about his life in the underworld. The letters were sharp, funny, unrepentant, and violent. Read had nothing but time on his hands. The pair edited the letters down and published them.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘Chopper’ came out in 1990 and was an instant success. The locked up stand over man became a media celebrity.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A best selling author. And I can’t even spell!</em>’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>The fame helped him get out on parole and eleven more Chopper books followed, describing prison wars, torture, friends, enemies and, from Chopper 5 onwards, thinly veiled fictional accounts of other people’s crimes. A film was made starring Eric Bana.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><div align="center"><iframe width="640" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RVlJ9q__Iao?rel=0" frameborder="0" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Read went back to jail for a while then retired to Tasmania with wife and child. Backwater life proved too quiet and he moved back to Melbourne and more media celebrity. He even co-authored a board game in which losers got mild electric shots: ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">a bit like Russian Roulette</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>Chopper died on 9 October 2013 from liver cancer, which he blamed on the Hepatitis C he contracted in prison.</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Look, honestly, I haven’t killed that many people</em>,’ he told a <em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">New York Times</em> reporter a few months before his death. ‘<em style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Probably about four or seven, depending on how you look at it</em>.’</strong></p><br clear="none"/><p style="box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 22.5px; margin: 0px 0px 1.7em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #444444;"><strong>To date, he and his anonymous Vietnamese opponents are the only people who have voluntarily played Russian Roulette for money. 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<div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><p>At this point the bridge has probably died in as many movies as Sean Bean.. <br> </b></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>Who, despite popular belief (and a ton of memes), isn't actually the most "<i>dying actor</i>"</p></b></span> </div><div>
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</b></div><div style="font-family:"Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans;font-size:20px;"><b><p style="margin: 0.5em 0px 0.75em; line-height: 18.2px; padding: 0px;">Sir Christopher Frank Carandini Lee was perhaps the only actor of his generation to have starred in so many films and cult saga. Although most notable for personifying bloodsucking vampire, Dracula, on screen, he portrayed other varied characters on screen, most of which were villains, whether it ...</p></b><b></div>
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</b></div><div style="font-family:"Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans;font-size:20px;"><b><p style="margin: 0.5em 0px 0.75em; line-height: 18.2px; padding: 0px;">Arthur Christopher Orme Plummer was born in Toronto, Ontario. He is the only child of Isabella Mary (Abbott), a secretary to the Dean of Sciences at McGill University, and John Orme Plummer, who sold securities and stocks. He is a great-grandson of John Abbott, who was Canada's third Prime Minister...</p></b><b></div>
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</b></div><div style="font-family:"Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans;font-size:20px;"><b><p style="margin: 0.5em 0px 0.75em; line-height: 18.2px; padding: 0px;">Sean Bean's career since the eighties spans theater, radio, television and movies. Bean was born in Handsworth, Sheffield, West Riding of Yorkshire, to Rita (Tuckwood) and Brian Bean. He worked for his father's welding firm before he decided to become an actor. He attended RADA in London and ...</p></b><b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>As most of you know, <a href="http://apocalypsemindspace.tumblr.com/post/167235166434/instabanned">Instagram has a banned list of hashtags</a>, well you can still search for those hashtags using <a href="https://thedatapack.com/tools/blocked-hashtag-search/" target="_blank">this free online tool</a>:
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</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><blockquote class="embedly-card" data-card-key="8a596ca43efb47f0884801e5b3ddf203" data-card-theme="dark" data-card-branding="0" data-card-type="article"><h4><a href="https://thedatapack.com/tools/blocked-hashtag-search/">Instagram Blocked Hashtag Search - The Data Pack</a></h4><p>Instagram blocks users from searching hundreds of hashtags. Use the Blocked and Banned hashtag search to see the posts that Instagram doesn't want you searching for.</p></blockquote>
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<div><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/11ddcaa23e7e921e36cc52489de03934.gif" style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><p>Have you heard of Instagram's "shadowban"? It turns off your post's reach basically, limiting your exposure to only the people that already follow you. You can still use hashtags and shit will look normal to you. When you click through your own hashtag on a post, your photo will pop up as usual, but when any other instagram user searches for the same hashtag that’s linked to your post, your photo/video will be totally missing from the results, while everyone else's are still showing.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: right"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/11ddcaa23e7e921e36cc52489de03934.gif" style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"/>
</div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>You can get shadowbanned a few different ways, like using bots to get fake followers and likes or by using banned hashtags. </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>You can check if you've been 'shadowbanned' pretty quick & easy by using <a href="http://shadowban.azurewebsites.net" target="_blank">this free online tool</a>: </p>
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</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><blockquote class="embedly-card" data-card-key="8a596ca43efb47f0884801e5b3ddf203" data-card-theme="dark" data-card-branding="0" data-card-type="article-full"><h4><a href="http://shadowban.azurewebsites.net">Instagram Shadowban Tester (v6.8)</a></h4><p>Just enter your username.</p></blockquote>
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</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><p>How instagram will keep this up, I don't know, because there won't be any left to use judging by this updated <b>list of Banned Instagram Hashtags (2018)</b></p>
</b></span></div><div><div style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/11ddcaa23e7e921e36cc52489de03934.gif" /></div></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><h2></b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>A
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#adultlife
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#alone
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#asia
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#attractive
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#assday
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>B
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#beautyblogger
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#brain
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#babe
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#bikinibody
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#boho
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#books
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#beyonce
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>C
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#costumes
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#curvy
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#curvygirls
</b></span></div><div><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/11ddcaa23e7e921e36cc52489de03934.gif" style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"/></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>D</b></span>
</li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#desk
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#direct
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#dm
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#date
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#dating
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#dadylove
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#dogsofinstagram
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>E
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#eggplant
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#elevator
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#easter
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>F
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#fitnessgirls
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#fishnets
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>G
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#goddess
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#girlsonly
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#gloves
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#graffitiigers
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>H
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#happythanksgiving
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#hardworkpaysoff
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#humpday
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>I
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#ig
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#instamood
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#iphonegraphy
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#italiano
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>K
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#killingit
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#kansas
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#kissing
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>L
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#lingerie
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#like
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#lean
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>M
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#master
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#models
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#mustfollow
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>N
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#nasty
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#newyears
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#newyearsday
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>O
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#overnight
</b></span></div><div><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/11ddcaa23e7e921e36cc52489de03934.gif" style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"/>
</div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>P
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#petite
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#pornfood
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#popular
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#pushups
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>S
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#skype
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#snap
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#snapchat
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#single
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#singlelife
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#stranger
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#saltwater
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#shower
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#shit
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#sallyhansen
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#sopretty
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#sunbathing
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#streetphoto
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#swole
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#snowstorm
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>T
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#tanlines
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#tgif
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#todayimwearing
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#teens
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#teen
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#thought
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#tag4like
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#thighs
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>U
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#undies
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>V
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#valentinesday
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b><br/>
</b></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>W
</b></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#woman
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#womancrushwednesday
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#women
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#workflow
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><b>#wtf</b></span></div>
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<div><b><span style="font-size: 18px;">Here's some funny stuff for the hell of it: </span></b></div>
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<div><blockquote class="instagram-media" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-permalink="https://www.instagram.com/p/BeJonnQAQo5/" data-instgrm-version="8" style=" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:658px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);"><div style="padding:8px;"> <div style=" background:#F8F8F8; line-height:0; margin-top:40px; padding:50.0% 0; text-align:center; width:100%;"> <div style=" background:url(data:image/png;base64,iVBORw0KGgoAAAANSUhEUgAAACwAAAAsCAMAAAApWqozAAAABGdBTUEAALGPC/xhBQAAAAFzUkdCAK7OHOkAAAAMUExURczMzPf399fX1+bm5mzY9AMAAADiSURBVDjLvZXbEsMgCES5/P8/t9FuRVCRmU73JWlzosgSIIZURCjo/ad+EQJJB4Hv8BFt+IDpQoCx1wjOSBFhh2XssxEIYn3ulI/6MNReE07UIWJEv8UEOWDS88LY97kqyTliJKKtuYBbruAyVh5wOHiXmpi5we58Ek028czwyuQdLKPG1Bkb4NnM+VeAnfHqn1k4+GPT6uGQcvu2h2OVuIf/gWUFyy8OWEpdyZSa3aVCqpVoVvzZZ2VTnn2wU8qzVjDDetO90GSy9mVLqtgYSy231MxrY6I2gGqjrTY0L8fxCxfCBbhWrsYYAAAAAElFTkSuQmCC); display:block; height:44px; margin:0 auto -44px; position:relative; top:-22px; width:44px;"></div></div> <p style=" margin:8px 0 0 0; padding:0 4px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BeJonnQAQo5/" style=" color:#000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px; text-decoration:none; word-wrap:break-word;" target="_blank">#Insainment #Wtf #WhatTheFuckAreWeDoing #OutHere #Whats #The #Big #Fuckin #Deal #NewsAnchor #Remix #Shit #Flying #In #My #Mouth #ICantSee #Instafunny #video</a></p> <p style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px; margin-bottom:0; margin-top:8px; overflow:hidden; padding:8px 0 7px; text-align:center; text-overflow:ellipsis; white-space:nowrap;">A post shared by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/overkill_msa/" style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px;" target="_blank"> htp://j.mp/MindSpaceApocalypse</a> (@overkill_msa) on <time style=" font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px;" datetime="2018-01-20T00:10:07+00:00">Jan 19, 2018 at 4:10pm PST</time></p></div></blockquote> <script async defer src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script></div><div></div></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><div style="text-align: center;"></b></span>
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</div><div><blockquote class="instagram-media" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-permalink="https://www.instagram.com/p/BNVWUtqDrDO/" data-instgrm-version="8" style=" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:658px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);"><div style="padding:8px;"> <div style=" background:#F8F8F8; line-height:0; margin-top:40px; padding:28.749999999999996% 0; text-align:center; width:100%;"> <div style=" background:url(data:image/png;base64,iVBORw0KGgoAAAANSUhEUgAAACwAAAAsCAMAAAApWqozAAAABGdBTUEAALGPC/xhBQAAAAFzUkdCAK7OHOkAAAAMUExURczMzPf399fX1+bm5mzY9AMAAADiSURBVDjLvZXbEsMgCES5/P8/t9FuRVCRmU73JWlzosgSIIZURCjo/ad+EQJJB4Hv8BFt+IDpQoCx1wjOSBFhh2XssxEIYn3ulI/6MNReE07UIWJEv8UEOWDS88LY97kqyTliJKKtuYBbruAyVh5wOHiXmpi5we58Ek028czwyuQdLKPG1Bkb4NnM+VeAnfHqn1k4+GPT6uGQcvu2h2OVuIf/gWUFyy8OWEpdyZSa3aVCqpVoVvzZZ2VTnn2wU8qzVjDDetO90GSy9mVLqtgYSy231MxrY6I2gGqjrTY0L8fxCxfCBbhWrsYYAAAAAElFTkSuQmCC); display:block; height:44px; margin:0 auto -44px; position:relative; top:-22px; width:44px;"></div></div> <p style=" margin:8px 0 0 0; padding:0 4px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BNVWUtqDrDO/" style=" color:#000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px; text-decoration:none; word-wrap:break-word;" target="_blank">#Insainment #Panda #Desiigner is #Wack #DevilsNight #Remix #Eminem #Shady #Video #part2 #of2 http://insainmentvideo.tumblr.com/post/153754549256/insainment</a></p> <p style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px; margin-bottom:0; margin-top:8px; overflow:hidden; padding:8px 0 7px; text-align:center; text-overflow:ellipsis; white-space:nowrap;">A post shared by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/overkill_msa/" style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px;" target="_blank"> htp://j.mp/MindSpaceApocalypse</a> (@overkill_msa) on <time style=" font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px;" datetime="2016-11-28T00:23:29+00:00">Nov 27, 2016 at 4:23pm PST</time></p></div></blockquote> <script async defer src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script></div><div><span style="font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"></div></span>
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Instabannedhttps://insainment.postach.io/post/instabanned2018-03-03T20:06:01.805000Z2018-03-03T18:43:07ZErebus<div><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/d8335403-4455-4cf6-a981-11a2b41ac2bd/7927d52a-5abc-4f79-b379-0412fa8cf716.gif" /></span></span></div></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><p></b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/ee/c1/GFFvivSR_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="120"/></a> <b>As most of you know, <a href="http://apocalypsemindspace.tumblr.com/post/167235166434/instabanned">Instagram has a banned list of hashtags</a>, well you can still search for those hashtags using <a href="https://thedatapack.com/tools/blocked-hashtag-search/" target="_blank">this free online tool</a>:
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</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><blockquote class="embedly-card" data-card-key="8a596ca43efb47f0884801e5b3ddf203" data-card-theme="dark" data-card-branding="0" data-card-type="article"><h4><a href="https://thedatapack.com/tools/blocked-hashtag-search/">Instagram Blocked Hashtag Search - The Data Pack</a></h4><p>Instagram blocks users from searching hundreds of hashtags. Use the Blocked and Banned hashtag search to see the posts that Instagram doesn't want you searching for.</p></blockquote>
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><script async src="//cdn.embedly.com/widgets/platform.js" charset="UTF-8"></script>
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b></div></b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/cc/df/0G6ms8G2_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="180"/></a> <b><p>Have you heard of Instagram's "shadowban"? It turns off your post's reach basically, limiting your exposure to only the people that already follow you. You can still use hashtags and shit will look normal to you. When you click through your own hashtag on a post, your photo will pop up as usual, but when any other instagram user searches for the same hashtag that’s linked to your post, your photo/video will be totally missing from the results, while everyone else's are still showing.</b></span></span></div>
<div style="text-align: right"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/ee/c1/GFFvivSR_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="180"/></a></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>You can get shadowbanned a few different ways, like using bots to get fake followers and likes or by using banned hashtags. </b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>You can check if you've been 'shadowbanned' pretty quick & easy by using <a href="http://shadowban.azurewebsites.net" target="_blank">this free online tool</a>: </p>
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</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><blockquote class="embedly-card" data-card-key="8a596ca43efb47f0884801e5b3ddf203" data-card-theme="dark" data-card-branding="0" data-card-type="article-full"><h4><a href="http://shadowban.azurewebsites.net">Instagram Shadowban Tester (v6.8)</a></h4><p>Just enter your username.</p></blockquote>
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</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><b><p>How instagram will keep this up, I don't know, because there won't be any left to use judging by this updated <a href="http://apocalypsemindspace.tumblr.com/post/167235166434/instabanned">list of Banned Instagram Hashtags (2018)</a></p></b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;font-family:gotham, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><h2></b></span></span>
</div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/cc/df/0G6ms8G2_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="120"/></a> </span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>A
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#adultlife
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#alone
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#asia
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#attractive
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#assday
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</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>B
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#beautyblogger
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#brain
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#babe
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#bikinibody
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#boho
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#books
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#beyonce
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>C
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#costumes
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#curvy
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#curvygirls
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/cc/df/0G6ms8G2_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="80"/></a> </span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>D</b></span></span>
</li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#desk
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#direct
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#dm
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#date
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#dating
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#dadylove
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#dogsofinstagram
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>E
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#eggplant
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#elevator
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#easter
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>F
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#fitnessgirls
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#fishnets
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>G
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#goddess
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#girlsonly
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#gloves
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#graffitiigers
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
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</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#happythanksgiving
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#hardworkpaysoff
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#humpday
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>I
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#ig
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#instamood
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#iphonegraphy
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#italiano
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</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#killingit
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#kansas
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#kissing
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>L
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#lingerie
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#like
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#lean
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>M
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#master
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#models
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#mustfollow
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>N
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#nasty
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#newyears
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#newyearsday
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>O
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#overnight
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://instagram.com/overkill_msa" target="_blank"><img src="https://images2.imgbox.com/ee/c1/GFFvivSR_o.gif" alt="Instabanned" width="80"/></a></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>P
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#petite
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#pornfood
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#popular
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#pushups
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>S
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#skype
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#snap
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#snapchat
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#single
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#singlelife
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#stranger
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#saltwater
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#shower
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#shit
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#sallyhansen
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#sopretty
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#sunbathing
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#streetphoto
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#swole
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#snowstorm
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>T
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#tanlines
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#tgif
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#todayimwearing
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#teens
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#teen
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#thought
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#tag4like
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#thighs
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>U
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#undies
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>V
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#valentinesday
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br/>
</b></span></span></div><ul><li><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>W
</b></span></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#woman
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#womancrushwednesday
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#women
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#workflow
</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>#wtf</b></span></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/d8335403-4455-4cf6-a981-11a2b41ac2bd/42e00a84-3649-471f-874c-35efa0e53642.gif" /></span></span></div>
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<div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/b8fd5f39-0824-4269-aee4-49ab7b4bdb12/598165a6-2348-4084-9124-e7f537c0c52a.jpg" /></strong></span><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>2. If ever attacked, always make as much noise as you can. Even set off car alarms or pull a fire alarm if possible, but sometimes just screaming at the top of your lungs will scare them off.</strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/b8fd5f39-0824-4269-aee4-49ab7b4bdb12/4215dce9-ee0d-4b04-96fb-c151309fca5f.jpg" /></strong></span><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>3. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR , LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE..</strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/hCNXtT/videoblocks_girl_putting_her_make_up_on_in_the_car_at_the_night_fashion_and_style_s3_bfgxiw_thumbnail_small01.jpg" alt="videoblocks_girl_putting_her_make_up_on_in_the_car_at_the_night_fashion_and_style_s3_bfgxiw_thumbnail_small01" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, the worst thing you can do is go where they want you to because chances are it's where your body will be found. Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in some remote location.</strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18px;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/iXr308/Affectionate_Oddball_Boto_size_restricted.gif" alt="Affectionate_Oddball_Boto_size_restricted" border="0"></span><br clear="none"/><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>4. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage: </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>A.) Be aware:look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor , and in the back seat. </strong></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars. </strong></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>C.) </strong></span><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side.. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)</strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://image.ibb.co/gAsXtT/giphy.gif" alt="giphy" border="0"><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>5. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)</strong></span><div><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>6. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; and even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig-zag pattern.</strong></span><div><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>7. Being sympathetic may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked ‘for help’ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.</strong></span><div><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>8. America's Most Wanted said killers actually do thism including the serial killer in Louisiana that they were profiling: "A woman heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird.. The police told her ‘Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door..’ The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over.</strong></span><div><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>The policeman said, ‘We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door.’ He told her that a serial killer has a baby’s cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby, and said they've had several calls by women saying that they hear baby’s cries outside their doors when they’re home alone at night."</strong></span><div><br clear="none"/></div><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>9. Water scam! If you wake up in the middle of the night to hear all your taps outside running or what you think is a burst pipe, DO NOT GO OUT TO INVESTIGATE! These people turn on all your outside taps full blast so that you will go out to investigate and then attack.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br clear="none"/><img src="https://cdn-images.postach.io/5cea4ae2-f04b-45c2-824e-3332efd14fdd/b8fd5f39-0824-4269-aee4-49ab7b4bdb12/20fa7bc1-5e72-43cd-9e05-ceba36c9bbfc.jpg" /><br clear="none"/><span style="font-size: 18px;"><strong>Comment what you think of these tips</strong></span></div>
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