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Black & Orange Magic: 2006

 
  

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Chiropteran
04:22 / 01.10.06
Night falls...

The forest holds its breath.
Everything is still.
The blood-red Moon stares through the trees.

Suddenly, the wind blows-
The trees shiver.
A bat quivers in the night...
And flies away.

Far into the woods,
Witches wail,
Witches cackle,
And cast their spells.

A black cat cries at the moon.

It is Halloween...


~Ghostly Sounds (Kingsley & Waldron)

It's coming. You can feel it already, can't you? That subtle shift in the late afternoon light. A new chill in the air (latitude permitting) reminding you that Summer is past. It is Autumn, and Halloween is oozing up from the earth and drifting down with the falling leaves. Our Dead are closer than ever, and we have never felt more alive.

Halloween.

This is the fourth incarnation of what has become a minor tradition in the Temple: the Halloween Magic thread. Not Samhain, not Fete Ghede or Dia de los Muertos (important as they are), but Halloween - spooky, gaudy, sugary, black and orange H*A*L*L*O*W*E*E*N! It has a magic all its own, a two-fold candy-striped magic of Trickster orange and black Death, of Fun and Fear in equal measure, of the cheapest mall-bought trinkets and a creaking hint of something far older.

So, what do we do? We make Halloween Magic, that's what. If you've played before, welcome back. If you're just now joining the fun, then plain ol' welcome. And don't worry if you don't get into it right away - we'll leave the porch light on until November 1st.

Last year was a strange year for us Halloween folk - a lot of us who'd been working the Halloween "current" for a while commented (in-thread and off-board) that it was a quiet year, and that their seasonal devotions were of a more passive or contemplative sort than usual. This is a new year, though, so we'll just have to see how it goes. [For a peek at earlier Halloween threads, start here, then go here, and finally here - meet back here in an hour.]

On a personal note, this coming month is going to be very busy for me, so I'm not sure how elaborate or frequent my own Halloween ritual work is going to be (my mom is going in for major surgery mid-month, so my altar-time is heavily booked). I am hoping to revive the 13 Days of Halloween countdown calendar I did a couple years ago (a web project with spooky links and treats each day), and there's a new Threshold People album on the way, so I'm not turning my back on Skeleton Jack*, by any means. I also plan to be active in the thread, even if mainly as a cheerleader.

So: Halloween Team Report!

UKOMA PEFIGU NOSA LEHITU ROBA! Hail the Pumpkin King!

[A special treat, to get you in the mood: Vincent Price, To Become A Werewolf. While I don't recommend actually following the recipe, for reasons that should be obvious, this and Price's other tutorial recordings are wonderfully inspirational, and a joy to listen to.]

*a bad idea, anyway - he'd totally jump out and scare you.
 
 
Princess
08:34 / 01.10.06
Woo! First Barbelith Halloween! I think I'm going to start by finding an altar piece! Updates later.
 
 
Princess
08:59 / 01.10.06
I found my altar piece. For the moment anyway.
 
 
Chiropteran
14:02 / 01.10.06
Princess, you waste no time! What deck is that from?

I don't think I'm actually going to have a dedicated Halloween altar this year - my old working altar has become primarily an ancestor altar, which will probably get some dress-up around that time, anyway. Instead, I'm thinking of going the more spontaneous outdoor route like I did the first year; night walks and roadside offerings and flaming pumpkins. The altar was a nice focus, and great decor, but I never got much done at it.

Oh, my son wants to play with his picture book... Back later.
 
 
Princess
15:11 / 01.10.06
It's from the Fey Tarot by Scarebo. I bought it, havng desired it forever, but then saw the hanged man card wasn't so good. I have an odd relationship with it. It's kinda kitsch, so it works well with the general, visible aesthetic of Halloween over here.
Weirdly, this is my first proper Halloween as well. I was raised in an house where Halloween=Satan. We went to a "light festival" with torches instead. This year I get to dress up and eat sweeties.
 
 
Feverfew
15:58 / 01.10.06
This would be my first Barbelith Halloween, too...

I'm excited!
 
 
Princess
16:33 / 01.10.06
Cute, so cute

Although it could end up as a good way for grounding the energy come November 1st.
 
 
Princess
16:53 / 01.10.06
Also, is the poem thing happening this year? The Halloween poem thing was almost the reason I joined Barbelith.
Tonight I think I'm going to simply turn off the lights, light a candle (if I can ever get that condom over the fire detector) and repeat a poem I wrote a few years ago. (Not related to this really, but it makes me realise why it's always good to keep a copy of all your old poetry and ritual diaries.)

Anyway, the poem is:

Orange lamplight shines off of wet paving,
Seperating the October twilight
Into sensuos reflections
and hidden wells of shadow.

A bat is seen,
flitting from belfry to bough,
drawing attention to the dripping leaves.
Their sussurus suggesting secretive whispers
And hidden thoughts shared between trees.
Neither threat nor promise perceived,
only secrets, secrets.

A bed of fallen folliage on dampened grass
Catches the drip, drip, drip
From every rain touched thing.
When wind howls past trunk,
The drop, drop, drop
becomes the tramp, tramp, tramp
of feet through old leaves.
Invisible people marching at dusk.
Dryads and earth people,
felt, but not seen.

The silence of Autumn
Is made from a thousand tiny noises,
That do not suggest stillness
But hint at hidden hearts and hands
That cartwheel at the edge of vision,
Runnung, running, running,
to occulted corners
Where I may not not follow.


It's from a few years back, so I'm not entirely happy with it. But I thought by using it, it's a bit like saying (to the Halloween\Autumn forces in general) that I hadn't just jumped on the badwagon. It's sort of a reminder of a flirtation we once had.

Have I mentioned that I'm mad excited?
 
 
Princess
19:44 / 01.10.06
Ok, so I'd started my ritual by covering the smoke detector over. I set up my altar with an orange cloth, dragons blood incense, flick knife athame, my pestle and mortar, my little card chest, my playing cards and a poker chip with the words "child-like excitement" written on it". I turned off the lights, put on some suitably tacky/creepy music and began to do my standard "roots down, branches up" centering and banishing. I called in my quarter gaurdians (in a spontaneuos, "dance with the knife" way, I hadn't planned). As soon as I was getting ready to start the invocation the fire alarm went off.
I panicked, got on some clothes. Snuffed candle, binned the incense, took the binbag\condom off the fire alarm and ran out. As I walked past the 200 other people I asked where the fire alarm had gone off. One of the room 2's they said. My room is a room 2. I panicked, wildly, and remembered the fire talk I had been at only two days ago. I also rmembered the fine.
Turns out it wasn't me. I got back, my mood mostly gone, continued the ritual in a much softer way. I got out my cards and did a reading. I got the Prince of Spades (The Thief-I took this to be the trickster/ halloween being) opposite the Queen of Hearts (The Gymnast- Eris, always Eris) with the Two of Hearts (The Spirit of Farce-which I assumed was meant to be me)in the middle. This I took to mean "Ha Ha Ha tiny human, you are being laughed at, we have set you up. Ha. Ha. Ha.". Which, I suppose, isn't all that bad or that suprising. I pulled out two more cards to ask what was coming for the next month. I pulled the Four of Clubs (Sussurus- the whispers at the edge of hearing etc.) and the Eight of Spades (Decadence )
Then I read the poem, (out of a sense of "well, i said I would") and then banished.
A slightly more exciting start than I'd expected, tbh, but promising I think.
 
 
Chiropteran
13:23 / 02.10.06
Princess Swash', I love the poem, especially the first lines of the final stanza. Would you mind if I quoted it on one of the Halloween Countdown pages?

For someone celebrating their first "proper" Halloween, you seem to be swinging right into the spirit of the Season. Feverfew, it's good to see you as well!

My own poetic offering for the day:

Curious strange,
this sensation that plays careless
through me,
Monstrous sharp and bringing
recollections of wistful fear

Curtain billows, sudden
crack of hearth-fire and
small, still figures by the roadside –
their eyes shone as we passed.

Autumn mud tracked
onto the porch, thick with
graveyard promise,
fallen apple tang and
wood smoke,
wasp honey, owl-dust,
rain and leaf-mould,
and all the heavy smells
of bugbeardom.


I spent the night in the studio, trolling Fury of the Wolfman and House of Dracula for samples. I did give a brief call-out to the Pumpkin King, but that's about it for now. I really should get out my Halloween Tarot and do a reading.
 
 
Chiropteran
13:46 / 02.10.06
Oh, that was a neat link about pumpkin burial, too - I think we might give that a go this year. Burial is one of the traditional disposal methods for spell remains in hoodoo, so it fits with my usual practice.
 
 
Ticker
15:08 / 02.10.06
I'm busting my self to pieces prepping for our annual Halloween parade.

Lot's of events leading up to it including a halloweenie rawk show tonight.
I'm glad this thread will be the kick in the butt I need to add some more magic to the month. Have the ancestoral stuff, parade stuff, anniversery stuff, and yeah need the rubber bat stuff!
 
 
Chiropteran
15:40 / 02.10.06
Welcome, xk, I was hoping you'd stop by. Peripheral to our main topic, who's playing tonight?
 
 
Feverfew
16:53 / 02.10.06
Just reading this thread has re-ignited my writing energy - I've already sat down and written a ten-page short film script about 'Jack' - so I'm a happy bunny.

Halloween as an event here, though, is much more low-key where I am; pumpkins in windows and maybe the odd supervised gaggle of children trick-or-treating, but I love it. It's the only 'holiday' of the year I genuinely like.
 
 
Ticker
17:55 / 02.10.06
tonight's flyer

some of the artists' sites:
Dan Blakeslee

Hot Rod Fury
 
 
Princess
18:23 / 02.10.06
Ok. I've been looking for an angle to approach this from, and I think I've found it. And that angle is sweets. Delicous, sugary, sweets. I wasn't allowed them during chilhood halloweens. Now I want them back, with interest.
My figure of devotion this holiday season is going to be the Candyman, and I'm going to gorge. I'm going to gorge till I feel sick and theres nothing my parents, my boyfriend or Gillian McKeith can do about it.

The candyman figure I want to work with is not just the Clive Barker character. It's also Willy Wonka. It's also the drug dealer and sex fiend in songs. It's all that's decadent and sexy and frightening. It's pleasure mixed hard with fear.

Tonight, I'm opening space, calling the candyman, and eating a big bowl of chocolate angel delight. I haven't seen the Clive Barker films, but I read the book a long time ago. But the real way I connect with the story is being told it as a kid in the playground. Other schools had Mary Worth, we always talked about the candyman. I'm kindif worried about contacting what is supposed to be a murderous, demonic and malevolent force. That's part of why I think it will work, it gives me the heebie-jeebies. Thats the whole point of halloween, scaring yourself.

That and sweets.
 
 
Chiropteran
18:51 / 02.10.06
I'm kindif worried about contacting what is supposed to be a murderous, demonic and malevolent force. That's part of why I think it will work, it gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Alright... just be careful. I've worked with Monsters myself, and it can be rewarding, but do consider carefully the forces you're inviting into your life, and the kind of spill-over effects you may have to deal with.

Thanks, xk. Have fun!
 
 
Princess
19:00 / 02.10.06
Is there anymore about that on the Barb Lep? I'm still not sure about it, I'm biding my time till tonight. I'm a bit fragile at the moment so maybe inviting a monster (which, stupidly enough, I hadn't been framing the Candyman as until you said it) into my headspace borders on silliness. Maybe I could just do my plan for tommorow instead? Or maybe I could just offer Angel Delight up to the season and to sugar?
I'm still thinking. Thanks for the concern.
 
 
Princess
19:01 / 02.10.06
Oh, and help yourself to any poem-bits you want.
 
 
Chiropteran
20:12 / 02.10.06
If you've been feeling a bit fragile, as you put it, then I would certainly advise at least postponing dealing with the Candyman - a highly speculative force or confluence of forces of untested disposition and strength, whose defining characteristics may include but are not limited to: insatiable appetite, loss of self-control, sexual intemperance, addiction, malevolence, and brutal violence. Advance cautiously.

In dealing with the Four Monsters (see the previous Halloween threads, linked above), I attempted to invoke specific aspects of notional beings whose characters and motivations are established and well-explored. In addition, all four have over a half-century of sympathetic representation which seems to have done much to modify their originally more roundly demonic nature. They are not safe to work with, necessarily, but the risks can be at least roughly inferred through study and meditation. Importantly, none of them except, arguably, Dracula, is essentially big-E Evil - they all have "human" qualities that can be worked with.

Jack Skellington, well-loved as he is, can also be quite correctly regarded as a Monster. According to his primary source-text he is not malicious, but he is also very capable of creating a "circumstance of peril" without malice. It would also run contrary to my limited experience to assume that whatever force or forces that appear to respond when I call on "Jack Skellington, the Pumpkin King" are perfectly isomorphic with the animated Tim Burton character - rather, as I have mentioned elsewhere, it seems as though Something Else has chosen to answer to the fictitious name, Something unknown (and far older) which is willing to use "Pumpkin Jack" as an interface for our interaction, for reasons outside my understanding. I am reassured by a general perception of benevolence and the distinctions this Something has seemed to communicate (i.e. certain things have been placed outside of its "sphere," to my relief). In the case of the Candyman, however, the Something you may find yourself in touch with is virtually defined by its dangers.

I've got to leave the office now - the above is a little clumsy, but I'll post it as-is. Thanks for the poetry permission (and PM me if you have preferences for author attribution).
 
 
Chiropteran
20:20 / 02.10.06
Oh, quickly: when I first set off down the Halloween path a few years ago, I had considered pop-cult workings focused on the character of Mr. Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud, from Bradbury's Halloween Tree --- a closer reading of the character made me reconsider, and finally scrap, those plans. Despite the immediate appeal of Mr. Moundshroud as a character, and his apparent fitness as a Halloween Guide Spirit, his credo "No Treat, Only Trick," while an amusing turn of phrase, wasn't a slogan I wanted to find myself living by (among other, more shadowy objections). It was a little disappointing, because he had initially seemed perfect to try to work with, but I'm glad I skipped it.
 
 
Princess
16:39 / 03.10.06
I've thought it through. Operation "invite terrifying things to fuck you over" is now officially off. I have a new plan, involving better monsters, which scare me more. But, in the glitzy, showy, look at me spirit of halloween, I'll tell you all later.
 
 
Princess
17:54 / 03.10.06
Also, (and do tell me if my monopoly of this thread is getting boring), we haven't had a poem for today yet.
Directly related to my super-secret halloween monster EXTRAVAGANZA!!!!!!!1!!!!111!:

Fallen leaves and dead words
take shape across my skin.
To death I go,
to death I go,
and then am born again.
 
 
Chiropteran
17:56 / 03.10.06
Operation "invite terrifying things to fuck you over" is now officially off.

Glad to hear it, under the circumstances. Nothing says you can't still go the sugar-shock route, though. Someone's got to eat all that chocolate, haven't they?

More poetry? Okay. Still with the Halloween memories, in a more melancholy mode:

Whenever I think of it I
want to cry, a little - I was
7 or 8, I don't remember my
costume that night but her house
was small, one level,
a post-war box dwarfed
by Victorian neighbors. She
didn't give out candy, she brought
to the door a heavy bowl
of pennies - she moved so
slowly, and I wasn't sure -
Go on, Take a handful, and I
did, Oh, Take a few more,
but I was disappointed - I
wanted chocolate and I felt
something a glimpse
of something a
touch of sadness and I
knew that pennies weren't so
precious as they once
were, and that
she knew it too, and
it made me want
to cry, a little.


Argh, there's a better poem in there somewhere, but that's the best I can do right now with that specific memory. A rough first draft is better than not writing at all. Someone else want to pick up the Halloween verse for tomorrow?

We had some talk in years past about the role of fear in Halloween magic, but I don't remember how far we got with it, except for general agreement that There Is A Role For Fear In Halloween Magic. Anyone feel like resuming that discussion?
 
 
Chiropteran
17:58 / 03.10.06
Whoa, double poetry cross-post!
 
 
Princess
17:59 / 03.10.06
Nice poem. It brings the Halloweepy.
 
 
Chiropteran
18:10 / 03.10.06
Thank you.

Feverfew, that's awesome - is the script something you'd be willing to show us (maybe in the Creation, linked here)? Of course, as a project in progress, it's understandable that you might not want to. I'm curious to hear more about it, though.

Meanwhile, where are our regulars? I may have to gently rap at some chamber doors...
 
 
Feverfew
18:48 / 03.10.06
Eesh, I don't know about awesome. It just sparked off an idea that snowballed.

There are a few other things kicking around up in my skull at the moment that I'm working on amalgamating into a full-sized script, tentatively titled "Spooky.", which would be a series of halloween-style ideas script-style, which I would then hope to film.

I can't articulate properly that I'm not really 'magical' without it coming out wrong, but I do get a deep sense of intuition in October over and above other months.

To me it's the turning point where the very ancient parts of the human condition / psychological condition start to worry that the sun's not going to start coming up again, and the nights draw in, and it feels like there is weirdness afoot.

My way of 'channelling' it has always been writing, for the past decade - around Halloween I get an electric charge powerful enough usually to dispel writer's block. It just seems to have come along a little early this year.

Once it's all polished, I may post in creation, yes - but I'm a shy soul, believe it or not, really...
 
 
Sekhmet
06:54 / 04.10.06
I am so here.

My Halloween plots and plans are nebulous as of yet, and I haven't got an inkling what to do for my annual Big Working (i.e., costume)... Last year's didn't work out at all, due to poor planning, which sort of went along with the general sideline-ness of the season.

I don't think this year is going to be like that, though... Way more energy moving this season.

I'm all a-shiver.
 
 
Chiropteran
12:14 / 04.10.06
Sekhmet!!!

*showers you in candycorn*

I'm still struggling with the costume issue, myself.
 
 
gale
13:43 / 04.10.06
I am here, too!

I am immersed in Dracula this Halloween. I have no concrete plans as yet--I rarely do--but will see where the Count wants to take me.

Great posts so far!
 
 
Chiropteran
13:53 / 04.10.06
Hey, the reunion is on!

Gale, I'd be very interested to hear about your work with Dracula - he's the Monster (of the Big Four) that I felt the strongest push back from, but with whom I involved myself the least. Your insight is most welcome.
 
 
Chiropteran
12:19 / 05.10.06
(No poem for yesterday? Oh well, we had two the day before, I suppose.)
 
 
Olulabelle
14:29 / 05.10.06
I'm interested in why America celebrates Halloween so much more commercially than we do here in Britain. Having said that, Halloween things in general are becoming more and more prevelant in the shops, but to my knowledge we don't have big Halloweeen parades and everyone doesn't dress up. Halloween in Britain is not like in E.T. She said, embarrasing herself with her pop culture references.

In our house we will celebrate Samhain. We'll have a fire and scatter the ashes on the garden to protect it over the Winter and we'll carve pumpkins because The Lovely Boy really likes to do it and I like to see them in the window.

That's probably all though. I'm envious of you lot. I'd love to get dressed up and go to a proper Halloweeen party.
 
 
Feverfew
17:07 / 05.10.06
Ditto. Don't think there'll be a proper party around here, though.

I would like to ask something, though; I've been involved in this recently, and unfortunately it won't wind up in time for someone else to do a Halloween CD, a possibility mooted.

However, would it be ok or agreeable to start a brief companion thread to this Halloween thread in the Music Forum, to invite people to recommend Spooky Music, and possibly furnish yousendit links so people could make their own ('alternative') halloween cds, and thus get into the spirit a little?

I think it could dovetail with the spooky and gaudy aspects, if not the sugary mentioned above - and it would have to be black and orange. It'd just have to.

Thoughts?
 
  

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