I’ve been thinking about Emily Carr a lot lately, ever since I stumbled upon her paintings in an art history course last semester. At first, I was drawn to the vibrant colors and bold brushstrokes, but as I delved deeper…
The mailbox. A humble, unassuming fixture of suburban life. Or so I thought. As a generally even-tempered individual, I’ve always approached problems with a level head and a dash of humor. But the more I ponder my current predicament, the…
Among the seventy-two spirits recorded in the Ars Goetia, there are those who terrify, those who deceive, and those who command immense destructive power. And then there is Buer—a figure so unusual that he almost seems out of place among…
W.E.B. Du Bois’s words have been seeping into my consciousness for years, like a slow-moving river that I’ve never quite managed to follow to its source. It started with phrases like “double-consciousness” and “the color line,” which seemed to articulate…
The laundry machine. A device so mundane, it’s a wonder anyone gives it a second thought. Yet, here I am, pouring my thoughts onto the page, consumed by its sheer incompetence. It started innocently enough. I tossed in a load…
Among the many figures described in the ancient grimoires of demonology, Gusion stands apart not because of brute force or theatrical terror, but because of something far more unsettling—certainty. In a world defined by uncertainty, doubt, and unanswered questions, Gusion…
The microwave. Can’t live with it, can’t nuke last night’s leftovers without it. I mean, what’s a guy to do? I trudged into the kitchen, still in my bathrobe, and opened the fridge to grab a frozen burrito for breakfast.…
Jane Austen. I’ve spent hours reading her novels, but it’s not the plots or characters that have me stuck – it’s her voice. It’s like she’s speaking directly to me, but from a different time, with a language that’s both…
In the shadowed hierarchy of spirits described in the ancient grimoires, there are demons who command armies, demons who reveal hidden knowledge, and demons who shape the natural world itself. Yet among them exists a category far more intimate and…
Samuel Beckett’s words have been lingering in my mind for a while now, like the faint scent of old books that refuses to fade. I’ve been reading his work sporadically over the past few years, drawn back to it whenever…
I woke up to a lovely Tuesday morning, ready to tackle another day of existence. As I reached for my phone to check the time, I noticed a notification from the package delivery service. “Great,” I thought, “my new socks…
In the strange and intricate hierarchy of spirits described within the Ars Goetia, few figures embody contradiction as vividly as Beleth. Counted among the seventy-two demons of The Lesser Key of Solomon, Beleth is not merely another infernal entity cataloged…
