@CentreMyth In prayers and magics.
In prayers and magics.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
things are remembered differently
@CentreMyth In prayers and magics.
In prayers and magics.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
Mortuaries collect ghosts to the point of crowding. Souls who wake into confusion of new state and stumble from refrigerator to slab like drunks who have forgotten which house in the street they live in. Deranged by seeing themselves dead, they cling to the building. – C. Josiffe
Mortuaries collect ghosts to the point of crowding. Souls who wake into confusion of new state and stumble from refrigerator to slab like drunks who have forgotten which house in the street they live in. Deranged by seeing themselves dead, they cling to the building. – C. Josiffe
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
@Maremaidstar Indeed.
Indeed. https://t.co/GwvkfeKeXe
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
@keatsbabe @essiefox We become victims of our curiosity on Twitter. Entranced by so many voices that instead of harmonics of choir we get the static of an old AM radio which fizzes and occasionally spits out potent pop or line of wisdom. Yes, lists would be a good idea.
We become victims of our curiosity on Twitter. Entranced by so many voices that instead of harmonics of choir we get the static of an old AM radio which fizzes and occasionally spits out potent pop or line of wisdom. Yes, lists would be a good idea.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
@essiefox @keatsbabe Thank you of thinking of me. Deeply appreciated.
Thank you of thinking of me. Deeply appreciated.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 5, 2020
@isetta_windsor @BenTrelawney My most disliked film of recent years. Well, aside from The Haunting of Borley Rectory, but it has better excuses for being awful.
My most disliked film of recent years. Well, aside from The Haunting of Borley Rectory, but it has better excuses for being awful.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 5, 2020
@TheSacredIsle You have my number. Don’t be afraid to use it. We have got you through this before. We will again.
You have my number. Don't be afraid to use it. We have got you through this before. We will again.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 5, 2020
As a child, I had a very English vision of apocalypse at the seaside. A nuclear melting of more than ice cream, winds that didn’t just separate candy floss from stick. It was all blast-blackened fair rides and emptiness that could never be resolved. – #MattAdams, 1981 https://t.co/Dx57I99fKv
As a child, I had a very English vision of apocalypse at the seaside. A nuclear melting of more than ice cream, winds that didn't just separate candy floss from stick. It was all blast-blackened fair rides and emptiness that could never be resolved. – #MattAdams, 1981 pic.twitter.com/Dx57I99fKv
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 5, 2020
@RuthHecht @Boyle123G @WeirdBristol @Locallearning @profdanhicks @urbanprehisto @KYPBristol @bristolmuseum Pisspuffins are going to do pisspuffinry. Casual abuse of people online just tells us all he’s happy for his brand of weird to be synonymous with default unpleasantness.
Pisspuffins are going to do pisspuffinry. Casual abuse of people online just tells us all he's happy for his brand of weird to be synonymous with default unpleasantness.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 5, 2020
@KinondoniDsm For me, the fair has always been both enticement and excitement as well as brooding danger, possibility of doom.
For me, the fair has always been both enticement and excitement as well as brooding danger, possibility of doom.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 5, 2020