The screen is bare, we make the picture. That’s life.
Found out today I’m dying. Film at eleven.
Everyday is esoteric when you know where to look.
Acrostic Poem Edgar Allan Poe Knows
Not long ago, I came across this archaic poem that read funny to me. On the surface, it was one of those nineteenth-century love poems that ...
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Okay, so for those of you who understand how some Esoteric Objects can protect themselves, I have an item for you. For Sale, My Ouija Board...
Thanks For Being!
