The Castle…Dracula Day

Running down the castle wall

The blood of those screaming in the hall

SHe’s risen hungry and betrayed

Her revenge in bodies will be weighed

These people, these peasants, she thought

Can go find another castle to haunt

They will regret their plan to imprison me

I will maim, torture and kill all of them I see

None will be saved, none of them turned

And each and every house in the town shall be burned

I’ll start with that priest

Please, God could never control my soul’s beast

I’ll take his cross with me as I sin

He shall learn I always win

Let my second reign begin

But first I think I’ll take a ride,

…Maybe more of a flight

I have to burn all this new life I have flowing inside

Time for a little… male companionship

Before I feel the end of night…

Happy Dracula Day!

Poem titled The Castle by me

Skillful Fractures…

‘SKILFUL FRACTURES’

“These,” he explains, “are only

samples from one particular bone

of what has been proven now for

each of the big limb bones in the

antelope skeleton about their de-

liberate and skilful fractures by

the man-apes to provide tools for

cutting and digging, as well as “thuggery.”

The professor says that the man-apes invented the thug, or black-jack-type of technique the

better part of 1,000,000 years ago,

“and mayhem and murder have

had as long a lineage as man himself.”

“The man-apes,” he adds,

“were the inventors of the tools

and the techniques which produced them and which sapient man was still using 16,000 years

ago, not more than 70 miles away. “Man most certainly originated from a creature with no more brains than an ape. “We have reached the stage prophesied by Darwin that in ‘a series of forms leading insensibly from ape to men the use of the term “man” would depend on the definition we used. “If man is defined as a creature who made tools deliberately, then these creatures were men, If he is defined as a creature with brain larger than that of a

gorilla, then these creatures, who had already invented the osteo-dontokeratic culture which man-kind inherited, and was still using a few thousand years ago, were only apes.”

Is bigfoot man or ape? Are we ape or man?

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My Day at Limerock Preserve…

I hope everyone had a great Monday! What beautiful weather we had here today. I spent the early morning with Howard at another section of the river walk, then off to time by myself squatching in the forest. I caught some knocks and snaps on here a lot of beauty and even an X marks the spot.

This land once home to the Nipmuc, Narragansett and Wamponaag peoples. The main trail in this network was formed by an old trolley trail that ran from Providence to Woonsocket till the 1930s when they let nature take over the land. In the 1980s they began the process of transforming the land into the preserve.

There are big ledges of dolomitic marble that creates a special soil feeding over 30 rare plant species. This land has everything the big guy would need. Streams, pond, plant life and wildlife.

I haven’t heard of any sightings in this area yet, but I go here a few times a year maybe I’ll get lucky one day.

Just a side not for the paranormal enthusiasts,

Limerock, like quartz, is also thought of in the “stone tape theory” to store echos and energy of those that have passed on…

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wilberkelly – Blackstone River Valley National Historical Park (U.S. National Park Service)

Howard and I walked this park this morning around seven am this morning. We were trying to beat the heat. It was pretty busy already. He got to meet a beautiful little female chihuahua Lilian, who hung out with us for a bit.

I love everything about this park. The people, the beautiful river, and my favorite part the old mill looming over the river.

Blackstone Valley was the birthplace of the American Industrial Revolution and seeing these old mills makes me picture how hard the life must have been for the workers. I wonder if they found any joy looking at the river as I do. I hope so…

Here’s a few pics from our visit and a little info about where we where today from the Rhode Island parks department.

Wilbur Kelley House

https://www.nps.gov/blrv/learn/historyculture/wilberkelly.htm

Bigfoot Encounter with Trash Barrel…

Drawing by Jim whitehead

As I promised, here is the info. I heard this story at work. I never hide my interest in cryptozoology at places I have worked at, and it has lead me to getting some reports of various cryptids.

The woman who told me this used to live near Oroville, California and had two stories. First, In the early 80’s, when she was in her late teens, she was out looking for her brother who had gotten into a fight with her dad, and run off in the woods. Their old farmhouse was up in the hills to the east of Oroville near Lake Oroville. It had snowed the day before, so it was easy to track him. As she was looking for him, she came across a trackway that was freshly made in the snow. The footprints were about a foot and a half in length, and had five clear toes and a big stride.

The second story took place about 15 years later. She was living at the same farm house with her daughter, who was about 10 years old. She came back into the house saying that there was monster in the yard getting into the trash can. They had set the trash out for pick up. The woman went outside and saw an 8-9 foot tall creature grab the trash can and tuck it under one arm and run upright into the woods. It ran diagnally across their road and covered the distance in 3-4 strides. She told me that she always told people it was a bear that she had saw to avoid being made fun of, but she knew that it wasn’t a bear.

Encounter collected and art by Jim Whitehead, used with permission…

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Inside the legend of Bigfoot: How hunt for Sasquatch began – from footsteps to sightings – Mirror Online

Legends of Bigfoot have plagued our bedtime stories, Hollywood movies and basic curiosity for years, but the true origins of this ape-like mystery has humble beginnings

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Forest Queen…

“In my dreams

I’m surrounded by beautiful, beautiful green

I lay down on the forest floor

I feel the pines on my skin

God if I could just do this everyday

I’d have no complaints to say

I dream I’m gazing up at the clouds

And I know I want to live this life Loud

I want to spread the message

That this is how we should live our life

No more bad days, no more anger

No more lies

Just peace, breathing in and out

The crisp air making me feel alive

Tracing the bark of the tree with my fingertips

Feel all the different patterns and all it’s scars

Running the dandelions on my chin

Like we used to do when we were kids

Smelling the wildflowers

Blocking my eyes from the sun

That one beam of light that reached the forest floor

It’s where the old me transforms

And I see everything clearly

And I know life can be more.

A real live forest queen for future folklore…”

Poem by me…original copyright 5/21

Have a great evening…