All Hallows' Eve

Come to keep vigil on All Hallows' Even,
With Monica, Jamie, Peter and Stephen,
With John, Philip, Christopher, dressed up like souls;
Bring berries of red to help warn off the ghouls.
Come knock at the door and beg for soul cakes,
Pray hard for the souls, for the prayers that it takes
To speed them to Heav'n go too often unsaid, and who prays for poor souls will ne'er want for bread.

seduction of the innocent

Dave Stevens
1985

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Lucynova
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pumpkinhead

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It's Halloween

The Shaggs

If you've never heard the Shaggs, you've never heard the Shaggs. So have a listen to their Halloween classic, "It's Halloween," won't you? It's time for twicks, it's time for tweats.

Indeed.

It's Halloween - The Shaggs

vulva #65, #66, & #67

clockwise, from upper left

begging for soul cakes

a soul cake,
a soul cake,
have mercy on all Christian souls for a soul cake

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Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio.

 

public service announcement

Please drink responsibly this Halloween.

vulva #64

textbook

Krishna

Know therefore what is work, and also know what is wrong work. And know also of a work that is silence: mysterious is the path of work.

The Bhagavad Gita
4:17

Witch Hazel

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"Kandi Korn"

see, the guy at the bar has a bottle of arsenic

vulva #63

traveling

man's days

¹When men began to increase in number on the earth and daughters were born to them,²the sons of God saw that the daughters of men were beautiful, and they married any of them they chose. ³Then the LORD said, "My Spirit will not contend with man forever, for he is mortal; his days will be a hundred and twenty years."

Genesis 6:1-3
New International Version

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pussycats

A recently widowed Jewish lady was sitting on a Florida beach when a Jewish man of similar age placed his blanket nearby and began reading a book. Attempting to strike up conversation, she asked him how he was.
"Fine," he replied, and returned to his book.
"I love the beach," she persisted. "Do you come here often?"
"First time since my wife passed away last year," he answered, before going back to his book.
"Do you live around here?" she asked.
"Yes, I live over in Suntree," he said, and then resumed reading.
Trying to find a topic of common interest, she asked: "Do you like pussycats?" With that, the man threw down his book, tore off both their swimsuits and gave her the most passionate sex of her life.
Afterward she gasped: "How did you know that was what I wanted?"
The man replied: "How did you know my name was Katz?"

vulva #60

still meaty

infidel

Lament

Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you.
Acquiring soulful wisdom,
You can open walls of mystery,
Stripshow.

How to acquire death in the morning show.
TV death which the child absorbs
Deathwell mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life.

Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child's prayer in the night.

Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr,
Sing your ode to my cock.

Caress it's lament,
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen.
Lost cells,
The knowledge of cancer,
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift:
Words Power Trance

This stable friend and the beasts of his zoo,
Wild haired chicks,
Women flowery in their summit,
Monsters of skin.
Each color connects
    to create the boat
    which rocks the race.
Could any hell be more horrible
    than now
    and real?

I pressed her thigh and death smiled.

Death, old friend,
Death and my cock are the world.
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance

Sentence upon sentence
Words are healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire.
Words got me the wound and will get me well,
If you believe it.

All join now and lament for the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night.
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer,
I sacrifice my cock on the altar of silence.

—James Douglas Morrison

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"Danielle"