Articles by Dr. Bones

Could this be the work of “Lord of all fevers and plagues, grinning Dark Angel of the Four Wings, horned, with rotting genitalia?” A question out of place for most secular websites, but surely I’m not the only occultist pondering the implications of a gigantic spiritual vortex of pain and suffering being kept alive by two very material forces.














“Every part of this soil is sacred in the estimation of my people. Every hillside, every valley, every plain and grove, has been hallowed by some sad or happy event in days long vanished.











I awoke to the news that a comrade’s father had died. Amidst the well wishes and thoughts on mortality my wife informed David Bowie had passed as well. Such a day where…