My Father was the most incredible person I have ever met. He had the most remarkable life — a long and adventurous one, that almost didn’t happen, and one that almost ended too soon.

Dad, who went by the nickname, Charlie — was an exact copy of Tom Sawyer, complete with his little dog, Carlo. Together, they roamed the hills of Tennessee, getting into mischief at every turn.

When Charlie turned 17 years old, he asked his step-father to allow him to join the Navy, and the rest was literally, history.

Shortly after enlisting, he was stationed at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii; However, due to a series of fortunate events, he was transferred to the South Asiatic Fleet, and was sent to Manila, luckily escaping the tragic bombing of Pearl Harbor, by the Japanese.

Shortly after the formal start of WWII, my father’s ship, the USS Pope, was torpedoed and sunk in the Straits of Makasser. My father was saved at sea by a Japanese ship, along with 168 other men, and became the first POW’s ever taken aboard a Japanese ship, thanks to their illustrious Captain, named Antrim.

All men were put into a POW concentration camp at Makassar for the rest of the entire war, until my father’s actions helped liberate the death camp.

My father and I wrote his biography together over a period of several years, and it will soon be published, with a collection of his original drawings, never-before seen.

On this Father’s Day, I and my family continue to miss this wildly fascinating, intelligent and spiritual man. There shall never again be one like him. A true American original.

God bless you in heaven Daddy. I know that’s where you are.

~Voxx~

In Memoriam: The Father of Surrealism.

Today, I’m celebrating the birth of my favorite poet, Isidore Lucien Ducasse, more famously known as, Le Comte de Lautréamont. During his life, he completed writing only one complete book, but oh what a book it was!

Entitled “Les Chants de Maldoror”, (The Song of Maldoror) is one of the most mind-boggling, verbal hallucination ever written. If you have never read “Maldoror” (as it is often referred to), I suggest buying a copy today, in his honor. (Just scroll down this page, and you’ll see a link to buy the book from “My Book Club” on the right-side column).

For lovers of great surrealist poetry, take a minute to read a sample of this great artist’s work.

You can also read my special page, dedicated to Le Comte de Lautréamont, complete with an assortment of valuable links.

Let me know your thoughts upon reading this truly important, and startlingly original poet’s work. I’m sure that once you read his story, (and his poetry), you will reserve a special place in your library for the late, great Isidore.

Celebrating the 127th birthday of the incomparable horror fantasy writer, Howard Phillips Lovecraft, more commonly known as H.P. Lovecraft.

An admirer of Edgar Allan Poe, Lovecraft spent countless childhood hours reading his books, due to tragic situations regarding both his parents, who were both committed (at different times) to insane asylums in Providence, Rhode Island.

Other than reading and writing horror fiction, Lovecraft was fascinated with Astronomy; However, he was unable to finish his schooling due to a nervous breakdown he suffered before his high school graduation.

Lovecraft lived a solitary life, and rarely ventured outside his home. Despite this, he had a large number of literary friends and admirers, and wound up writing close to 100,000 letters to them throughout his relatively short life.

Of all his works, he is most known for his “Cthulhu Mythos”, a series of stories regarding an ancient chthonic water deity. So fascinating was the first story he wrote about the creature, that his admirers started adding their own versions and continuations through the years.

Some of his friends, admirers and students include some of the greatest writers of the last century, including Robert Bloch (writer of the classic, “Psycho”), and Robert E. Howard (“Conan the Barbarian”), and fantasy writer and poet, Clark Ashton Smith.

Although Lovecraft has inspired many modern films, I personally feel that none have really done his work justice, as his tales are so filled with subjective horror, they really can’t be put to film.

The following links will take you to free versions of several of my personal favorites:

“The Call of Cthulhu”, (the story that started it all.)

“The Shadow Out of Time”, (this one will seriously blow your mind.)

“The Dreams in the Witch House”, (incredibly horrifying!)

“At the Mountains of Madness”, (John Carpenter’s film, “The Thing”, was inspired by this story.

— and Lovecraft’s epic masterpiece …

“The Case of Charles Dexter Ward”

If you’ve never heard of Lovecraft, I encourage you to read his works, and discover his dark genius for yourself. Below is a link to more information about him, and his writings.

Oh, and when you’re reading his stories, it might be best to leave the lights on… not that it will help.

HP Lovecraft on Wikipedia

The Strange Lore of the Grave of Howard Phillips Lovecraft

~Voxx~

Today marks the 491st birthday of the legend, Sir John Dee. He was born in England on this day, in 1527, and died in 1609. During his life, he was a respected Astrologer, Mathematician, Alchemist and Magician, during an age when such forbidden subjects were punishable by execution.

From his working house in Mortlake, London, he was Royal Astrologer to Queen Elizabeth I, and wrote many learned treatises including The Monas Hieroglyphia, and developed the Enochian system of Angel Magick.

I have studied his Magickal system for many years, and can attest to its incredible efficacy. Feel free to contact me to learn more about this Magickal art, to which we owe a great spiritual debt to Sir John Dee for earthing its secrets to mankind.

Dearest Daddy,

It’s been three years since you’ve left us all. You’ve gone on to a heaven you created, and deserved.

What a great man you were… hard-working, loyal, and a deeply spiritual genius. You lived and worked on every continent during your life, and lived one of the most inspiring lives of anyone I’ve ever met.

This is one of the thousands of pictures I took of you, that sums up what it was like to live with you every day. You were always reading, bettering yourself and sharing your wisdom.

Please know that your life has been the key to saving many lives, from World War II, until your earthly passing. Your likes will never be seen again. I thank God for our precious time together Daddy. You continue to be present in my every waking hour, guiding me with your wisdom and grace. Rest in peace, and may you hear my prayers for your eternal joy at having lived one of the most glorious lives of any man who ever lived. ~V~