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A Thought

[POE] Annabel Lee

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I’ve been a Edgar Allan Poe fan for most of my life.

Now when I say that, I mean I’m a fan of Poe’s prose. I don’t do poetry unless forced. Sorry. Just the way I am.

This isn’t to say I haven’t read any poems by Poe. The Raven is, without a doubt, a mandatory read for the Horror fan. The awesome Haunted Palace is located square in the middle of Fall of the House of Usher, and that’s hard to pass up. So I will drop my prejudice against the form from time to time. As a rule I don’t.

Today one of the people I followed posted Annabel Lee, and, being in a charitable mood, I read it.

That’s a creepy little poem.

It’s not very original to Poe. Guy loses love of his life and goes nuts. Doesn’t even need a black bird to do it.

It’s the rhythms and repetition that do it for me. Everything comes together with such great effect.

Kind of sorry I didn’t read it before.

Does this mean I’m reading more poetry?

No.

Of course not.

Don’t be silly.

On an Image

[IMAGE] The Lighthouse

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Here is the lighthouse. As this was on the same file as yesterday, there are houses behind the shown object. I’ve just made them invisible WITH THE POWER OF MY MIND!

And the option that removes objects from the render.

Not nearly that impressive, put like that.

Don’t want to go into how long I fought to get this. I swear, I followed instructions to the T and I still screwed up.

Everything started to go pear shaped when opening the program. Found I had a circle select instead of the box select on my cursor. It in no way shape or form worked like the previous select. I could muddle through and do the lesson, no problem. Well, a little problem. No worries though.

Then it went back to box select.

How?

Same way it went to circle in the first place. Computers are the tools of the Dark Lord and everything that touches them goes MAD!

To think I wondered what I would talk about on loading this up.

Next comes the rocky base. AKA an island the lighthouse and houses will sit on.

On Something I Found

[THOUGHTS] Shelob’s Sister

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Shelob's Sister

That image is from a Fail Army video I found on Youtube. See that little shape right by Shelob’s Sister’s head there? That’s a regular sized spider. Our girl here is just.

That.

Big.

Check it out for yourself if you don’t believe me.

Surprise the one filming this thing didn’t try to pet it next. I swear, half the videos are people trying to pet wild animals and having the nerve to be shocked when they get bit.

Anyways, that’s someone’s basement in Australia. No way I’d be doing this. I have a hard enough time going into my basement now, and my spiders are normal sized.

Probably.

Look, I don’t go into the basement unless forced in fear of running into something like our girl here.

Just look at her.

I can take tarantulas. All day, all night. But her?

No.

The way she casually scuttles up the wall at the end of the clip.

Not a care in the world, that one.

Meanwhile, I’d be upstairs prepping to burn the whole place down.

Just to be sure.

A Thought, On an Image

She’s Still Hungry, You Know

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I remember her being terrifying.

The picture is from the Golden Book version of Hansel and Gretel. Or, rather, my version, back in the day. It’s from the front of the book, with the two kids over to the left.

As said, this is a terrifying memory. The witch, standing there, staring out of the book. At the fool still holding the book.

At me.

Memory plays tricks. The face there has a more evil cast. Uglier. Wicked.

This, though? While sinister after a fashion, it doesn’t compare to memory. What is fails to compare to what the mind wants to believe.

I find that kind of interesting.