I made this graveyard for fun. The chapel is actually a working music box that I rescued from a house that was going to be torn down, which I then disassembled, primed, painted and then reassembled. It plays “silent night.” I put pop culture names on some of the gravestones and the big memorial piece with the caped hero is for a guy named Nick Post who owned our local comics and games store and was a friend of mine. The castle is a 3D print with a fully playable interior. The balcony was a stand for a Marvel Thor action figure.
My name is Apollo, i have this talent that most of my friends fear. I can see ghosts. the very first ghost i managed to speak with was in the graveyard located near the village asylum. i lost my mother there. my mother was 29 years old when she died. she had this terrible case of a broken heart when she and my father divorced. the fight ended up with my mother getting taken to the insane asylum when she threatened to kill him with a butcher knife in his sleep if he left her. once she got there, we thought she was fine but a few days later she took her life above the 13th floor. jumped out of the window with a broken heart. i was depressed for months, but day to day i went to visit her grave. on Friday the 13th, i saw her walking through the lily's in the field. that’s the day i lost her.
-Leave shit at the gate (coins, cigarettes, eggs, flowers)
-If alone go in silence, if with others speak in a hushed tone
-Wear a hat or head covering to prevent possession or bringing home unwanted spirits.
-Bring bells and/or rattles to wake the dead if desired
-Smoking in the graveyard or carrying a flame is an easy way to get the attention of the dead at night.
-Bring a knife or object made of iron should things get hairy (always bring a knife). Canes are also excellent tools for working with the dead
-have a way of gathering occult materia without being noticed by people or spirits (invisibility charms work best)
-If you're bringing spirits home with you (intentionally), don't turn around until you're across the threshold of your home
-Upon leaving the cemetery, say a prayer for the dead and wild things that inhabitant there
-When home, spread white powder (flower, salt, ect...) at the door to keep unwanted spirits out. A colander over a key hole works too.
I could not fit into the streets inside me nor could i accept the outside world. I had walls that i built in desperation, locked myself in the rooms of isolation.
I am afraid that the feelings that have accumulated in me will suddenly explode and scatter me into granules.
If you want to befriend me, you will have to endure many things.
poets have killed love they wrote so many things about it that no one believes them anymore i thinks it's very normal because true lovers suffer and remain silent.