10.16.2010

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So what, no love for Bradbury?

I loved Bradbury. That was my science fiction meal when I was growing up. I remember the unsettling feeling that came over me with some of his stories. I remember him like I remember Kafka and Tolkien and Salinger. I remember it like a dream.  Bradbury has a degree of Borges to him.

What do you mean by that?

Well honestly with Borges it's more like a gallery of landscapes and portraits.

I agree. The store is haunted, I hear.

What?  What's that got to do with anything?

Just thought I'd mention.  And its your fault.
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A stranger phantomperson called one day, another time doors were opened and items fell, doors open and stick shut of their own accord.

A man with a briefcase has a vial of holy water.

The demons dealt with are often issues of the Qliphoth (or flip side of the Kabbalah).These will drive most sensitives insane. Oddly drinking helps, but only red wine, and nothing too strong, moderation in all things.

Was a time when a Catholic priest with only a flask of whiskey and a Bible made from old German leather could exorcise a rash of demons. A yogi could achieve much the same as a monk or some being possessing mentation as an exercise in a reverse ritual throughout active action or moreover inaction.

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