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why is NO ONE on here talking about giles corey lore . is the narrator dan's cult member sona how did the witch box do that and why did it have glass in it if it wasnt mirrors when did voor go to prison and was it for the child in the well thing because it said he was in the hospital not prison why is that letter in the deathconciousness cd whats the connection between voor and antiochus is it just the religious themes or is there More please can anyone hear me
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listening to the giles corey album in between reading the book (like i assume it was intended) and im gonna ramble about things i didnt notice the first time when i did both seperately
the wailing and piano towards the end of the haunting presence is the recording of the narrator wearing the voors head
voor claiming he's a far decendant of dogtown gives me the same vibe as chad from dale and tucker vs evil thinking he was a decendant of the hillbilly victim . in that theyre both insane
interesting that voor claims most of his identity from a woman who died and left nothing behind when voor cant not be in the spotlight (usually through someone else) every second
theres something there about blackest bile being the song right after the chapter that mentions black neil. i havent figured out what it is yet but its there (something something they "understand that more than most")
also there was that whole bit about judy rhine not leaving behind any monuments including diaries and voor making monuments of other people but he wrote an autobiography (diary) and seperate books and published both. and the witch box. and the voors head. and dogtown etc
given that ive chosen not to believe anything voor says about himself its infinitely hilarious that he would make up women sleeping with him after his Super Cool and Awesome Witch Box Show
along the same vein what if the whole alice story was fake. what if he just made that shit up to sound cool i can believe it i just think its funny to imagine hes lying
im choosing to believe that future (dead) scott is the voice in the sleep tapes (and hes referring to voor as father instead of saying he's voor's father) because i want it to be scott tormenting him
"and every time i read it, i felt worse and worse and worse and worse" straight into im going to do it . i dont think that has lore relevance other than voor making narrators depression cosmically worse but i wanna point it out
"you are everything you hate, when youre asleep or awake" has to have some connection with voor and the prosecutors of dogtown
decontexualization is fucking lame because hes right about our lives being context but he loses me at the part where he wants to strip all that away . you first chucklefuck
"what am i to do" implying that when voor said "what is [unintelligible] to do" in the sleep tapes he was referring to himself . no idea if this means anything
spectral bride also implies that narrator has a partner whos watching him fall into not only depression and suicidal ideation but also a cult
OR he could be saying he'll be by voors side when he was still in the cult but i doubt it because voor sees death as ultimately good for you (?) so he wouldnt need consoling if narrator didnt survive
something something the spectral gaol being similar to the layer of dantes inferno with the tree people
"it's like a birth but it's in reverse" voors head mention
the breakdown in no one is ever going to want me is awesome . has nothing to do with lore i just think the horns are baller as hell
The Square (axis)
when narrator talks about the axis and using it after trying to kill himself he says "I began at one point, one belief; I ended at another." which leads me to believe he left the cult after this revelation especially with the way he talks about voor in this chapter
the way its left ambiguous if narrator went to dogtown with them or if he learned all this information from the outside drives me crazy
re: spectral bride, the part where narrator talks about going to a party and then dissappearing he begins by saying "her house" which makes me lean towards my first theory
the first time i read the "suicide is world harm" i was eeaao office chair transported directly to a screaming match i had with my stepdad where he was calling me selfish for being suicidal and that ideology fills me with rage
linda swimming towards her dead husband and leaving scott behind pretty much abandoning him hmmm
im still confused on when voor went to prison and why one of his letters is in deathconciousness
will I find peace
or nothing at all?
rowan's creek bourbon whiskey
chocolate chip cookies
giles corey self-titled (flac) + booklet
i am an adult now
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From the letters of Robert Voor, sent in 2006 from Souza-Baranowski Prison in Shirely, Massachusetts, to the child Scott Singer. As there was a restraining order in place, it was never delivered.
Pardon my forwardness - is that archaic? I'm sorry if it is but let me pretend I am not some rampant hound eating language - which I am - but I have to approach the situation as best I see it, and as far as sobriety and caution will allow, I have watched you emerge from the wombs of society, struggling to lift health and vitality from a drained and damaged earth - and have fallen in love, desperately, cruelly, in love with all that you are and COULD BE - and I plan to have a part in that - to place my hand on intimidated shoulders and ease them downward - a plan I hope in no small part will lead to many years of fruitful searching and Joy, investigations into Materials and Threads no one as yet understands, nor can, perhaps, touch with their smudged fingertips yet hung with wreaths of ink from their waiting, empty pens - all dried from wringing out what remains of their heart's blood, I can even see it now, with my eyes, my true, lustrous eyes - but in any case, you will lunge forwards and strike, with all force and spirit, which we have crushed into nothing, your spirit, and given second birth, so that all Death and Pain will leave you forever, the heart of all-nothing growing inside you, as if everything was yours to command - oh, we are truly rampant scientists - what indignance we must expect from the church, lovers of power and faith as they are, lovers of emptiness - thank god (ha-ha) nobody can accuse us of not using our tools, of not basing our glorious teachings on science and numbers and logic, GREGORY, you are truly everyone's last and final hope, the light that brings our shaken, mutilated bodies to the table, engaged in the feasting, the consumption, of our own selves, of all that the umbilical lights filter through the atmosphere to us, but plan to have your life ended quite languidly, by which I mean you should enjoy each moment, as it only allows those with smiles, wide, shining smiles upon their corpses, enjoy into the threads of this place we are in - as if you are looking through the mesh of the Voor's Head, except all will be light, not ambient darkness of knowledge - surely you see my meaning, brother, expectation of your comprehension reminds me of why I am here - I have endangered all living beings - I am justly left here to contemplate my errors, and I enjoy it, as it should be - but all is well mother, I am fine, sleep comes to me easily, as to the ewe laid down with its mother, aware only of the extension of its self-reality. Yours, R.V.
"In Voor’s world there was no joyous reuniting with relatives, no pearly gates, no soothing light. Instead, there was a prison: an aurora of ill-will that trapped souls within the orbit of the Earth. Ghosts spend their existence desperately trying to make contact with the living world, able to see it, even feel it, but unable to manipulate it in any way. 'Ghosts are very often like the people they once were,' Voor wrote, 'but, without their bodies, they suffer invisibly; they suffer without hands to touch their own faces and without lungs to tell anyone what has killed them, and murders them still.'"
excerpt from Dan Barrett's Giles Corey companion book
