Tag Archives: fantasy

The Witching Hour


Mysterious & Magical Witching Day, Beloveds.

Tonight or today, whatever you decide to play, remember to be scary, offer broom rides & stories for foreplay. Wishing you a happy last October day /\oo/\

Desert Flower's Halloween

‘ ”Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. ‘
~William Shakespeare

Descent of Species


Descent of Species

In the afterlife, you are treated to a generous opportunity: you can choose whatever you would like to be in the next life. Would you like to be a member of the opposite sex? Born into royalty? A philosopher with bottomless profundity? A soldier facing triumphant battles?

But perhaps you’ve just returned here from a hard life. Perhaps you were tortured by the enormity of the decisions and responsibilities that surrounded you, and now there’s only one thing you yearn for: simplicity. That’s permissible. So for the next round, you choose to be a horse. You covet the bliss of that simple life: afternoons of grazing in grassy fields, the handsome angles of your skeleton and the prominence of your muscles, the peace of the slow-flicking tail or the steam rifling through your nostrils as you lope across snow-blanketed plains.

You announce your decision. Incantations are muttered, a wand is waved, and your body begins to metamorphose into a horse. Your muscles start to bulge; a mat of strong hair erupts to cover you like a comfortable blanket in winter. The thickening and lengthening of your neck immediately feels normal as it comes about. Your carotid arteries grow in diameter, your fingers blend hoofward, your knees stiffen, your hips strengthen, and meanwhile, as your skull lengthens into its new shape, your brain races in its changes: your cortex retreats as your cerebellum grows, the homunculus melts man to horse, neurons redirect, synapses unplug and replug on their way to equestrian patterns, and your dream of understanding what it is like to be a horse gallops toward you from the distance. Your concern about human affairs begins to slip away, your cynicism about human behavior melts, and even your human way of thinking begins to drift away from you.

Suddenly, for just a moment, you are aware of the problem you overlooked. The more you become a horse, the more you forget the original wish. You forget what it was like to be a human wondering what it was like to be a horse.

This moment of lucidity does not last long. But it serves as the punishment for your sins, a Promethean entrails-pecking moment, crouching half-horse halfman, with the knowledge that you cannot appreciate the destination without knowing the starting point; you cannot revel in the simplicity unless you remember the alternatives. And that’s not the worst of your revelation. You realize that the next time you return here, with your thick horse brain, you won’t have the capacity to ask to become a human again. You won’t understand what a human is. Your choice to slide down the intelligence ladder is irreversible. And just before you lose your final human faculties, you painfully ponder what magnificent extraterrestrial creature, enthralled with the idea of finding a simpler life, chose in the last round to become a human.


An excerpt from the book SUM by David Eagleman



In magic we trust :)

We need more unicorns!

We need more unicorns!


Magical Thinking

Obviously! 🙂


I believe in you

You are unrepeatable :)

Please rate!  share a comment! repost! thank you ❤

Unleash the dragon

A Dream of Flying

Imagination is good for the heart 🙂 Short movie written by Neil Gaiman, about a girl trying all her life not to fly, and a boy..

Neil Gaiman

The Sandman - Death

‘Death’ , The Sandman Comics, Neil Gaiman

First book I read by Neil Gaiman was American Gods. I read over 15 books by him since then, and counting!

Those who have a penchant for fantasy will hopefully find a new longing for this unique writer, and storyteller.

Neil Gaiman & Amanda Palmer

Neil Gaiman & Amanda Palmer Gaiman

We’re not a perfect couple. We’re just a couple. We love each other and we get on each others’ nerves. She grits her teeth when she hears me tell the same story for the dozenth time. I grit my teeth when she tells me it’s time to go jogging (but mostly I go with her anyway). She loves crowds and people, I like solitude and the countryside. She’ll go through hell to avoid the cold. I quite like it.

But she makes me laugh and I’m ridiculously happy when I’m with her. Unless we’re having an argument. We have great and wonderful arguments.

I don’t think you get perfect couples. At best you get two people building something, and working at it, and loving each other, and doing their best to communicate.

Neil Gaiman on his relationship with Amanda, defying and denying the “perfect couple” label.

Neil Gaiman Quote

Jason French & Desert Flower debating on speaking one's heart. </p><p>Jason French said,<br />'Sometimes you have to set off the bomb early so it won't keep building into something more devastating later. If we all lived in a perfect world things like love would be easy to come by but since we don't we have to let nature take its course for better or worse. All we can do is have love and compassion and show others by example and hope that they follow in that same path. I am a man of faith, but I also follow the chaos theory and what's going to happen will, no matter what we think.'527756_10152158984040045_1717915900_n

The Sandman

The Sandman


Stumbled upon the following page, Neil Gaiman


neil gaiman

Be kind out there!! ♥