After finishing secondary school, I did a degree in English literature, but I really only developed an interest in reading after finishing university. I spent a while reading important works of literature and then started on my area of interest, horror. Once I got my first full time office job and achieved some stability, I started collecting second hand copies of the classics of this genre. After reading a few Dennis Wheatley novels, I began collecting grimoires and books about witchcraft. The only thing cooler than having a bookshelf about Satanic sorcerers was to have the bookshelf of a Satanic sorcerer. I liked the idea of scaring any guests to my apartment with my nefarious collection of sinister tomes. The only problem was that I never really had guests over, so I decided to post my collection online instead. I made my first post on Nocturnal Revelries on February 27th, 2015.
After a few years, I realised that there was no way I could ever collect (or afford) all of the books I wanted to read, but I discovered that many of these books are available online. I was immediately able to access books about Satanic communists, death cults and sex magicians. At the same time, I discovered that some books are so rare that the internet doesn’t even know about them. I was able to procure one of the only known copies of Aristotle Levi’s mysterious and extremely elusive occult porno, Spawn of the Devil. (My taste for Satanic porn was dampened soon thereafter when I got my hands on a copy of Raped by the Devil.)
I don’t think I would have read these if not for the internet.
In 2018, 2 important things happened for this blog. The first was getting my hands on a copy of Grady Hendrix and Will Errickson’s Paperbacks from Hell. My blog was no stranger to paperback horror fiction, but the release of this book set me on the trail of countless trashy horror novels that belonged on this website. (The downside was that it sent countless others after these same books, and now many are ludicrously unaffordable.) I was delighted to play a small part in getting one of these books, Garrett Boatman’s Stage Fright, republished. Fortunately for me, I have been able to get my hands on many of the rarest of the Paperbacks from Hell without paying hundreds of dollars.
I found it really hard to pick which books to feature here.
I suppose this is a bit of an odd book blog. I don’t expect to enjoy many of the books that I read, and the most entertaining posts on here are probably on books that are objectively bad. Instead of listing the best books I have read, I generally prefer to highlight the weirdest, most messed up books I have come across:
None of these were good, but all were entertaining.
Sometimes I think that this blog lacks focus. I cover classic horror fiction, trashy horror fiction, books about aliens, conspiracies, murderers, the paranormal and more. I assume that most people who have an interest in any of these fields will probably have a mild curiosity about the others. Going back over the archives for this post was quite entertaining for me. There’s several books on here that I had completely forgotten about. (I don’t know what the exact count is now, but I know it’s approaching 700.) Still, I am always interested in book recommendations.
I don’t understand why you’d want to read anything else.
10 years is a long time, and my life is very different to how it was when I started this blog. Now I’m a respectable member of society. I have a driver’s license, a job, a family and a mortgage. I have to keep my dark passions under wraps for most of the day, putting up a front of normalcy and rationality, but every night, I still make time to read something eldritch, something hideous, something deviant or something Satanic. Long may my dark Nocturnal Revelries continue!
This has been on my radar for years, but a cover like that will make finding a book difficult regardless of its contents. I assumed it was going to be kitschy trash, and never considered paying more than a few dollars for a copy. Luckily for everyone, Dr. Jerrold Coe, the guy who runs the fantastic Paperbacks of the Gods blog uploaded a copy of How to Become a Sensuous Witch to archive.org.
I was very pleased to read this for free, but its contents lived up to my expectations. This is drivel. It’s mostly a collection of recipes for a woman to cook when she’s having a lover over for dinner. Some are given witchy names (Samhain Soup, Satan’s Steak…) but most are just normal recipes (green bean salad, cauliflower curry…) and some are just gross:
Aside from recipes, there’s a few spells and rituals included. Most of these involve muttering inane rhymes, but there was a couple that involve ingesting period blood and piss. (You mix both into salad dressing or something to mask the taste.)
One section I found amusing was the chapter on “Getting Rid of a Freddy”. This chapter gives you some recipes to use when you want to scare a man away. One of them involves giving him some damp biscuits. It’s a bit bizarre.
This book is definitely of its era. It advises the prospective witch to feed her man dessert but not to take it herself because she should want to be skinny. I feel like most modern witches would probably not appreciate that advice.
There’s little of interest to a real student of the occult in here, but this is an interesting little book because of what it tells about the time when it was published. Occultism and witchcraft were becoming sexy, and women were being encouraged to be promiscuous, but self empowerment still took the form of learning how to cook for a man and keeping thin. It’s nice that the book is now available to look through online, because it’s certainly not worth paying collectors prices for.
Go back and take a look at the cover there. Look at her grip on that candle. Hell yeah.
After a decade of running this blog, I have encountered most of the leading figures and concepts in the realms of conspiracy theories, occultism and the UFO phenomenon. When I found this short book that seeks to organise all of these elements into a cohesive narrative, I started reading it immediately.
Illuminet Press – 1999
The alien abduction phenomena may well be a psyop perpetrated against the citizens of the world by a secret society that maintains control of many major government institutions. They are doing this as part of an occult ritual to maintain their control. They may possibly be doing so with the aid of actual extraterrestrials. It is also possible that the extraterrestrials that they are dealing with are actually demons. The Illuminati have had so much disinformation spread about this stuff that it’s basically impossible to know what is real and what isn’t. (Disney’s The Lion King is actually a movie about the coming Messiah.)
This book was ridiculous nonsense. I mean, that seems pretty obvious, and anyone expecting anything else from a book with this title would have to be buffoon. I didn’t expect to walk away convinced of anything when I started this, but I had hoped to be more entertained.
Jim Keith tries to synthesize ideas from the writings of Aleister Crowley, Kenneth Grant, Michael A. Hoffman II, Philip K. Dick, Robert K.G. Temple, the Holy Blood, Holy Grail guys and James Shelby Downard. The above authors are legitimately some of the loopiest nut jobs around, and while it’s fun to try to see similarities and connections in their work, the resulting narrative is so ridiculous that it’s barely worth reading. The freemasons killed JFK with mind-controlled assassins as a sacrifice to their Satanic alien accomplices. Parts of the proof of this idea are the ramblings of a science fiction author who was going through a nervous breakdown and the religious beliefs of a remote tribe in Africa.
This is the third book by Jim Keith that I’ve read in the last few months. He also compiled The Gemstone File and Secret and Suppressed, but he actually wrote Saucers of the Illuminati by himself. I get the impression that it’s the most out there of all of his books. There was some interesting ideas in here, and it gave me the names of a few other weird texts to find, but there’s too much going on in here for it to be even remotely convincing. I reckon I’ll give Keith’s other books a look at some point in the future.
I’ve read a fair few Satanic Panic texts. They’re all pretty ridiculous, from the Devil’s rhymes in Michelle Remembers to the creepy illustrations in Don’t Take Me Back, Mommy to the cattle mutilation claims in Jay’s Journal. Those are all pretty silly, but none of those books are quite as ludicrous as Rebecca Brown’s He Came to Set the Captives Free. This is not a novel, but it has werewolves.
Just a bit of background before I start the summary. Rebecca Brown, the author, was actually a doctor, but her doctor’s license was revoked after she started telling cancer patients that they were possessed by demons. She told these patients that she was the only doctor who could help them as she would share their satanic illness. Sharing an illness apparently necessitates sharing treatment too, so Rebecca started giving her patients and herself opioids, and she became badly addicted to painkillers. After this a fellow doctor diagnosed her with schizophrenia. This is all a matter of public record. In fact, if you’re interested, here is the actual documentation detailing the loss of her medical license.
Ok, now that we have established that Rebecca Brown was actually a mad person, let’s look at the contents of her book about spiritual warfare.
Chapter 1. Rebecca is a nurse with a muscular disease. One day, a pastor is brought to her emergency room. He has been tortured and crucified. Rebecca discovers there is a coven of Satanists nearby and one of the head nurses is doing their work at her hospital. This witch convinces sick people to die so they can be reincarnated, but she’s actually summoning demons to take their souls. She sends demons to attack Rebecca. They make her so sick she has to stop working. She almost dies.
Chapter 2. Elaine, another woman, was born with a hair lip. Her mom couldn’t afford surgery, but a nurse at the hospital offered to pay for it in exchange for a vial of the baby’s blood. A high priestess of The Brotherhood, a satanic cult, drank the baby’s blood and in doing so allowed demons into the baby. Elaine grew up with extra strength and magical powers which she used to beat up a footballer player and a lesbian.
Chapter 3. Elaine meets a girl at church camp who introduces her to the Brotherhood. She goes to a camp with a bunch of other psychic teens, and there she is forced to join the Brotherhood. She finds out that they sacrifice humans and this scares her, so armed guards beat her and lock her in a dark room. When she still refuses to join, a witch summons a scary demon to threaten her. This does the trick. She joins the cult and a different demon goes into her body.
Chapter 4. As a member of the Brotherhood, Elaine is given ninja training. She is told that there are 1000 members of the cult in her city. She starts to summon demons by herself. They are physical monsters. One demon, Mann-chan, possesses her and takes control of her life. Elaine gets her demons to beat up another woman. Then she meets Satan. The actual Satan appears as a man and they hang out. Later he shows up in front of Elaine and 1000 other people to stab a baby to death and take out its heart. Then Satan fucks Elaine. This deformed, cleft-palate loner is so important that the devil, the 2nd most powerful entity in the universe shows up to coach her in his evil ways.
Chapter 5. Elaine becomes a high priestess, and her and the most powerful witches get together in meetings that are guarded by literal werewolves. Even though demons possess her body, Elaine will not involve herself in sacrifices. As punishment for this stubbornness, Satan gives her cancer 4 times.
With a click of her fingers Elaine can turn a cat into a rabbit and back again. She later stands in front of a gun that’a fired 6 times, but some demons stop the bullets from hitting her. She is sent to kill a family who are bringing satanists to Christ, but a host of angels form an impenetrable barrier around this family’s house. These angels ask Elaine to come to Jesus.
Chapter 6. Satan chooses Elaine as his bride so she can mother his son. She gets more power and uses her mind to a woman into a wall so hard that the woman’s body literally goes into the wall. Elaine makes friends with most of the famous (but here nameless) rockstars of the day, every one of them a servant of Satan.
Chapter 7. This chapter is an insane rant about how demons torture each other and molest children in front of their parents and how werewolves, zombies and vampires are all real.
Chaper 8. This section is all about human sacrifices. These are performed on Halloween, a holiday that the author traces back to the Druids in England. Elaine and her friends torture a hitchhiker, make him wear a crown of thorns, whip him and then crucify him. When he’s on the cross the high priest does a wee on him and then the congregation shit in their hands and throw it at him. Then they stick a spike into his head and Satan appears. Then they have an orgy and eat the dead man’s shitty flesh.
Chapter 9. Some demons beat Elaine up. The devil orders her to infiltrate and destroy a church, but when she goes into the church, she is almost immediately converted.
Chapter 10. Elaine gets sick and meets Rebecca, the Christian doctor, in the hospital. They make friends but Elaine throws a Bible at Rebecca when she is prescribed reading the Bible.
Chapter 11. While in the hospital Elaine realises that some of the doctors are satanists who are trying to kill her. Even though she is now a Christian, she uses her demons to beat one so badly he can no longer work, and she astrally projects herself into another doctors apartment and unplugs his fridge to annoy him. The good doctor speaks to god, and he tells her that Elaine is a satanist.
Chapter 12. Elaine and Rebecca move in together. Man-chann and another demon possess Elaine. Satan comes in person to threaten Rebecca. (Keep in mind that in the real world, Rebecca actually lost her medical license because she was caught shooting up with Elaine.)
Chapter 13. Elaine is possessed by demon and tries to kill Rebecca, but Rebecca makes a Jesus-forcefield and Elaine can’t touch her. As a result, Elaine tries to hang herself and cut herself. Eventually she goes into a coma. Rebecca exorcises her by reading the bible. The next day Rebecca comes home to find Elaine blue faced on the couch strangling herself with a belt. Later Elaine is possessed by a woman named Sally who tries to stab Rebecca to death. Elaine again tries to strangle Rebecca. A sexy guardian angel appears to Rebecca. Some demons and satanists using astral projection attack Rebecca and Elaine, but some angels pick them up and carry them to their car. They go to a church and have a 10 hour exorcism.
The rest of the book is less focused on the story of Elaine and Rebecca. The remaining chapters contain the following useful information for concerned Christians:
Demons are passed from one person to another through sexual intercourse. Incest within a family and any participation in homosexuality always leads to demonic infestation. Board games, cartoon, rock music, meditation are all satanic. Getting raped is a guaranteed way to get possessed by a demon. Being a vegetarian is satanic. Christians are god’s servants and Jesus owns them. Satanists are infiltrating and destroying most local churches with great effect. Most illnesses and depression are caused by demons. If your dad rapes you when you are a child, a demon will possess you. Demons, satanists’ astral projections, were-wolves, vampires and violent satanists are the most dangerous threats to Christians.
In these final chapters, the author also describes a conversation she had with a actual werewolf that she met on a road at night. The werewolf is about to kill her, but she tells him that she believes in Jesus and then the werewolf runs away. She tells of a warlock coming to her house and giving her cat an evil spirit too. (Apparently satanists repeatedly try to murder her pets.) She also tells a story about a “negro couple” called “The Blacks” whose 4 year old daughter was skinned alive in front of them by satanists.
There’s a lot going on in this book, but I think that the important points to remember are that the authors of this book claim to have met with Satan, one of them had sex with Satan, and they both met werewolves. In reality, one of these women lost her job because she was injecting opioids into herself, her co-author, and her co-author’s mentally disabled child. So while it’s quite possible that Elaine and Rebecca saw the things they are describing, the fact is that they most likely witnessed these events while rolling around on Elaine’s apartment floor high on Demerol.
There’s no evidence for any of the claims made in this book, and it has been denounced as garbage by many Christian organizations. Unsurprisingly, there’s no record of any of the multiple assaults, kidnappings and murders detailed herein, and vampire sightings are still pretty rare. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, but it is genuinely astounding that anyone could write something like this and expect people to believe it. I’m amused by the idea of these 2 junkie lunatics believing that that they’re so important that the devil, the adversary of the creator of the universe, would drop into their kitchen to visit them. It’s cuckoo-crazy nonsense. Unfortunately though, plenty of people did and do believe this crap. This book is still in print after almost 40 years, and it’s available from all big bookstores. The author went on to have a successful career as a preacher. She’s dead now though. May she burn in Hell eternally!
2024 is almost over, and in truth, it was a pretty bad year for this website. Google changed the way it searches, and I’ve seen another big drop in traffic here. I’ve also mostly abandoned social media. I know I should be staying up to date with that kind of stuff, but I’m too busy. I’ve been taking courses for my job and my family life is hectic at the moment. I’m still getting through a book a week, but I’ve only been able to do so by listening to audiobooks at double speed while I am doing the dishes at night.
When I started this blog, I was in my twenties, and I was working at a radio station for 3-4 hours a day. I was able to spend hours studying arcane lore in the library on my days off. Now, I am an adult with a real job and a driver’s license. My life is good, and I have no regrets, but at this point I’m lucky if I can sneak in a chapter from my devil books when my kids are in swimming lessons.
I’ve always done a mix of fiction and non-fiction on this blog, but there were a couple of years (2020-2021) when I focused mostly on horror novels. I tried to rectify that last year aiming for a 50-50 split, and this year I actually did more posts on non-fiction. Many of these were on conspiracy theories.
I got really into conspiracy stuff at the beginning of the year. I had steered away from that field for a few years, but the time was right to return. I think James Shelby Downard’s book probably pushed me over the edge. I only realised while writing this post that I planned a post about his essays too. I did the reading, but apparently never got around to writing about it. Maybe I’ll return to that soon. It’s truly mad stuff. Obviously, I did some books about aliens too. Most of these have a conspiracy edge to them too:
Last year, I started reading true crime, and I read a few more books from that genre (mostly on the Zodiac Killer).
I don’t to buy many old paperback horror novels anymore, but I read a fair few of them this year. I still have quite a few on the shelf left to read, thank goodness. I think The Rats may have been my favourite.
Also, I am a powerful magician, so I read a few grimoires. (I didn’t include the one on using black magic to get a rim job below because the cover would make this post look like garbage.)
There were a few books that don’t really fit in the above categories else. Some of these were great. I absolutely loved reading Robert Westall’s stories and everything by David Case.
The end of February will mark a decade of this blog. I made my 500th post a few weeks ago, and I’ve covered more books than I care to count at this point. I’m not sure how much longer it will last to be honest. One of the reasons I haven’t allowed the decline in traffic to end this site is the fact that aside from reading creepy books I genuinely don’t know what else to do with my free time. Any recommendations, please send them my way! Anyways, if you want to take a scroll through memory lane, I’ve written posts like this for 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022 and 2023.
I’ve had a pretty mad week, and I put all of my reading time into finishing Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood. It was a pretty good book, but it’s a bit far removed from the theme of this blog. To make sure I got a post out this week, I sat down last night and read another pamphlet from Finbarr Publications. This one was of an even lower quality than their usual fare.
Invisibility; Also The Evocation of God A Magickal Treatise by The Master Desilius Graeme D. Brown (2006)
The text is split into 2 parts. The first is a spell to become invisible.
The introduction to this section is baffling. It claims that true invisibility is impossible, but it also states that the author’s method of turning invisible shrouds the magician in a cloak of darkness which renders them invisible. It then warns that the invisibility ceremony should not be used “just whenever one wants to”, but in the very next sentence the ceremony is described as a “method which can always be used.”
Part One of the text outlines the author’s philosophy of existence. It’s extremely stupid. He gets very wishy-washy, talking about dimensions of reality. It’s absolute bullshit that ends with the claim that the only way forward is to perform Satanic rituals to tame demons to stop them from interfering with our thoughtforms.
Part Two focuses on developing your chakras so you can better control your thoughtforms so they don’t turn into poltergeists.
Part 3: don’t wank or have sex for a few weeks, then perform a Satanic ritual that summons a demon to give a ring the power of invisibility. Be careful that the demon doesn’t hypnotize and kill you.
It might seem like I’ve left big parts out or completely misunderstood the text here, but I really haven’t. It’s actually that stupid. It makes no sense at all.
In the second text, the author gives instructions on how to evoke God. We’re not talking a demon or a spirit here. This is the big one, the actual creator of the universe. The instructions are poorly written scraps that have been cobbled together from other magical texts. They’re so silly they’re not even worth summarizing. It’s about 10 pages of crap that only the most mentally deficient moron could take seriously. I’m not even being mean. This is extremely silly garbage.
This “Magickal Treatise” was quite disappointing. There was no effort put into the writing here. Spells to turn invisible and to evoke the creator of the universe should be more entertaining than this. Also, I am not sure why the author refers to himself as “Master Desilius in the book’s title. A more apt appellation would have been “Graeme D. Brownfingers”*.
I’ve been having a busy time juggling work, family and studying recently, and I’m struggling to find time to read for entertainment. Audiobooks are ideal for my current situation, but I find it difficult to find free non-fiction audiobooks that are even slightly relevant to my interests. When I found an audiobook copy of Keel’s 1971 book Our Haunted Planet, I thought I’d give it a go.
Futura – 1975 (Originally published 1971)
The only other book I’ve read by Keel was The Mothman Prophecies, and this is a far less focused book than that one. There’s a lot of stuff about UFOs, ancient archaeology, and most other Fortean phenomenon in here. The main idea is that there were civilisations on Earth before humans evolved. This was entertaining enough to listen to while I washed the dishes, but the stuff in here that I’ve encountered before is so ludicrous that it was hard to take any of the other information seriously. This is very much in the same vein as Pauwels and Bergier’s Morning of the Magicians and that kind of crap.
Very few of the ideas in this book have any basis in reality. Our Haunted Planet is more than 50 years old at this point, and the immediate availability of more accurate information on the internet renders it obsolete. I can only recommend reading this if you want to understand what people on the fringes of thought were into half a century ago. I do quite enjoy thinking about that, and I will probably read more Keel in the future.
Normally I only post on Sundays, but I have a seasonal post lined up for Thursday. Check back then if you’re interested!
Backward masking, in case you don’t know, is when a musician thinks of an evil satanic thing to say, and then somehow writes and records a seemingly unrelated song lyric that when reversed gives this evil message. The story goes that if you play Stairway to Heaven backwards, it says “my sweet satan”. There’s a part of Judas Priest’s cover of Better by You that apparently sounds like an order to, “Do it!” when played backwards. This message apparently caused a couple of teenagers to make a suicide pact in 1985. One of Ozzy’s songs apparently tells the listener to get their gun.
It’s hard for me to understand how somebody like Ozzy Osbourne would have the intelligence to write a lyric that could run both ways. Don’t get me wrong, I like Ozzy but he’s no Weird Al. (Not only did Weird Al write an entire song of palindromes he also put backwards messages into 2 of his songs.)
So this idea suggests that a bunch of drugged up 70s rockstars were far smarter than they really were, but it also suggests that the fans of this music were so smart that their brains could decode these hidden messages. Seriously, if our brains are smart enough to subconsciously extract backwards words that are intermixed with guitars and drums, wouldn’t we be able to listen to something backwards and then be able to figure out what it said? What kind of evolutionary function would this serve? Here, take the backwards masking challenge!
There’s no sense in digging into this issue too much. The very notion of stadium rock bands attempting to get their fans to kill themselves is ludicrous enough to dismiss this as nonsense. You’d have to be a real moron to take this crap seriously.
Unfortunately, only the first chapter really deals with the backward masking stuff. The explanation given is half-hearted stupid rubbish. The rest of the book is a more general screed on the dangers of rock. This book was actually written before the Judas Priest/Ozzy suicide pact. I watched the Dream Deceivers documentary years ago. It’s truly depressing stuff, and this book probably exacerbated the trauma of the families who were devastated by that tragedy.
Looking through the list of bands at the end of this book is pretty amusing. Bob Larson’s Book of Rock had a very similar list if I remember correctly. They’re mostly inane soft rock groups being painted as depraved Satanists. I’m quite sure that this kind of scaremongering provided the blueprint for bands like Venom and Mercyful Fate. Those guys must have seen this and thought, “That’s a great idea!”
This book was a stupid pile of crap. Keep listening to heavy metal and worshipping the Devil.
How to use Black Magic to Get Women – Gary Brodsky
GSL Media LLC – 2010
Honestly, I sometimes forget where I get my books. I’ll buy or download a bunch and come across them years later when looking for something to read. Thus was the case with Gary Brodsky’s How to use Black Magic to Get Women. I’ve read a lot of books, but the only other pick-up manual I’ve read was Robert Johnson’s absolutely terrible The Satanic Warlock. I’m not looking to “get women”, but I decided I’d see what Brodsky had to say on the topic.
This was pathetic, even in comparison to the other crap I review here. Truly, it is hard to imagine anyone taking anything in this piece of garbage seriously, and even harder to imagine anything in here actually working.
Brodsky comes across as a true idiot. I’m not exaggerating or trying to be mean here. He actually seems like a very stupid person. At one point he describes himself as “someone who knows a thousand times more than” his readers on the topic of Black Magic. He later goes on to explain that understanding the actual workings of the spells he is presenting is entirely irrelevant to their efficacy. At no point does he offer any explanation as to how his spells operate. It’s enough to just rub some oil on your feet. That will convince the nameless spirits to help you get the woman of your dreams.
The actual “spells” presented are garbage. Light a candle with your true love’s name engraved on it. Take a bath and think of the girl you like. The weirdest one involves stealing crumbs off her plate and then pissing on them. This will make her find you irresistible.
The language he uses is revolting and telling of the kind of man that this book is written for.
She has rejected you so often, and yet soon, she will not be able to swallow enough of your penis, she will not be able to get her tongue deep enough into the crack of your ass, no matter how hard she tries, she simply will not be able to get enough of you.
I don’t know. People can like what they like, but wanting to make a woman lick your crack because she doesn’t like you is pretty nasty.
Gary Brodsky obviously had a very limited knowledge of Black Magic, and this book is obviously aimed at horny incels rather than true students of the occult. It turns out that nearly all of his other books are pick-up manuals, including How To Dominate Women, Charm The Pants Off Any Woman, The Alpha Male Guide and How To Pick Up Exotic Dancers. Yuck. While his books are vile, his youtube videos are even worse. Featuring such classic lectures as GARY BRODSKY GOES SUPER ALPHA, GARY BRODSKY RIPS FEMINSM TO SHREDS, MEN ARE BECOMING SISSYS and WHY WOMEN ACT LIKE BITCHES, Brodsky’s youtube channel is filled with gold. It seems like he used to get drunk and record himself ranting for hours at a time about feminism, being alpha, getting sexy women and any other nonsense that would pop into his head. I clicked on one of his videos, but turned it off to ruminate after he said,
“The PC bullshit agenda ok, is steroids, not steroids, I mean, is communism with tits. that’s all it is.” – GARY TAKES ON THE SATANIC AGENDA
One of the most interesting features of Gary’s videos is the cross he wears in many of them. You’ll also notice him frequently talking about the Bible and the importance of God and Jesus. In one of the videos he discusses how homosexual acts are an abomination to God. I wonder how a god who hates gay people feels about a man making a woman lick his hairy asscrack out of spite.
I could go on, but Gary did a pretty good job of showing what kind of a person he was. Watch his videos if you can stomach them. He died in 2016.
Thomas K. Johnson is an academic who translated 37 books of Swedish folk magic as part of his PhD thesis in 2010. These books comprised of spells that had been passed down through generations of the “wise people” From these translations, Johnson picked out all of the spells involving stuff that comes from graveyards (dirt, bones, coffin nails…) and compiled them into this macabre collection.
The Graveyard Wanderers: The Wise Ones + The Dead in Sweden
Society of Esoteric Endeavour – 2013
There’s spells to stop birds moving, to hex and un-hex a gun, to turn invisible and to kill a tree. Most of these spells involve mixing graveyard dirt into different things and then spreading it on whatever you want to affect. Another common way to invoke the magic of the dead is to hammer a used coffin nail into something. Doing so to a horse shoe will render the horse lame, and doing so to a piece of shit will give the shitter a bad case of diarrhea. Seriously. If you can’t find a coffin nail, but still want to give somebody the trots, you can also fill a human bone with your victim’s shit and then let a river flow through the bone. (My advice would be to let it flow over your hands too, unless you want to be a Mr. Shitty Brownfingers.) If you want help from the dead in raping a woman, stick a coffin nail in her piss. (I’ve heard from a reliable source that a more efficacious way of achieving this goal is to drink a pint of bleach.)
Speaking of piss, to cure a child who has had a stroke, their mom should piss in a skull and then give it to the kid to drink. If there’s no skulls handy, mom can just piss in her hand and give it to her thirsty whippersnapper that way. (It was only a year ago that I reviewed another grimoire that used a lot of piss magic.) If you want to turn invisible, plant some peas in a human skull and when they grow, put them in your mouth. If you want to get really close to a bird without it flying away, make a mask out of a human skull and approach the bird while looking through the eye sockets of the deceased. There’s also a cool section in here that describes making a belt from the skin of a corpse’s abdomen. When created properly, this belt allows its wearer to turn into a werewolf.
I quite enjoyed this book. Many of the spells are ridiculous, but this is folk magic, and it made me think about what ordinary people valued and how they tried to make sense of the world a few hundred years ago. It reminded me of The Black Books of Elverum, another collection of Scandinavian spells. Only 180 copies of the fancy embossed cover hardback of Graveyard Wanderers were printed, but a paperback copy is now available for anyone who wants this in their library.
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