By Draconis Blackthorne
Goblins and ghouls begin to creep
Into the realm of mortals they seep
Dancing, carousing, it captures their minds
To replicate same, if just for a time
Welcome again into My world
A glimpse of the Magic enchantment unfirled
A tip o' the horns, a curl of the tail
The howl of a wolf, the moan of a gale
The Gates are agape, from caverns below
The fiery rictus, the carven glow
Reflections upon the overcast sky
Overshadows the land from tempestuous high
Skeletal trees scratch at the air
Filled with the scents of carnival faire
Impending darkness grows day by day
Chases the curse of the blindlight away
Gaze in wide wonder at the marvels I bring
A season eternal of nightmares and dreams
The phantoms come closer on this Halloween
Filling the evenings with laughter and screams!
The multimedia proliferation has begun, and even though we Satanists preserve our total environments, it is pleasing to see the evocations manifest to dominate society again.
Description: Baphomet is festive with this Halloween display, complete with ornamentation representing the archetypes of this splendid season. A collage of evocations conjured up from the dark subconcious, framed by the trapezohedron which here acts as a window to the said subconcious. The serpent above configures the dreaded Number of The Beast with his symmetry, as Thirteen crowns The Baphomet form, suggesting the exploitation of these fun-fears for diabolical amusement.