Brotherhood of The Black Heart

One of the most unbelievable nights of my life…One I will always cherish.
Read all about it….NOW!!!

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2015-03-21

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broth·er·hood
noun 1. the relationship between brothers
2. an association, society, or community of people linked by a common interest, religion, or trade

I never actually had a brother. Three older sisters fascinated by the concept of dressing me in their frocks as an infant and ensnaring my face in my grandmother’s stockings until I resembled a bank robber, only to drag my bony ass up her stairwell using the gusset for leverage…but no brothers. When my father passed I was left the sole man of the house and I could have done with a brother then let me tell you. Recently I acquired four in one fell swoop and in the unlikeliest of locales. A squalid little establishment in Camden Town, North London. It goes by the name of The Black Heart and, in truth, turned out to be bathed in glorious…

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TOK Murder Crew: Guerrilla Warfare

Badass #TOK2 Nobody paints a pic like Keeper!

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TOK Murder Crew: Guerrilla Warfare

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Keeper has been to the depths of hell today; Marcus Miller’s own personal playground to be precise. Today heralded the commencement of shooting for the bloody sequel of Matt Farnsworth’s infamous slasher enigma The Orphan Killer and the sweat, the tears and cruel blood began flowing instantaneously. I grew up idolizing slasher; Michael Myers and Jason Voorhees formed the bread and butter of my affiliation and, for years, I have dreamed of somebody breathing new life into the tiring legs of these franchises. The time has come Grueheads to lay these two icons to rest as we herald a new age. The epoch I speak of belongs to Marcus Miller and he signaled his intent today in devastating fashion. Since The Orphan Killer first scrambled onto the scene in 2011 he has taken the free world by storm. Savage…

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Empowerment: The Truest Gift

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Empowerment: The Truest Gift

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Empowerment happens to be a topic which I know rather a lot about. It is a tool which I learned all about whilst working with underprivileged teens and one I continue to champion now as it is so vital to each of us reaching the apex of our capabilities. We have our skill set and how much of that we access depends on a number of factors. Surrounding ourselves with people who can nurture our souls is paramount as constant knocks and words of discouragement can affect our ability to believe in ourselves and, moreover, our hopes of reaching our zenith. Having those around you who appreciate the art of empowerment is key; these suitors spark our fuses and do so without the need for credit or ownership. These folk can also be the difference between us treading…

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Tears of a Clown

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Tears of a Clown

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Squirt my flower, quick give it a tug,
It’ll give you a laugh if you do,
Don’t be put off by my painted-on mask,
or the excessive size of my shoes.

The frown on your face I must ask you displace,
Upside down is far more appealing,
I’ll fashion a dog from this clutch of balloons,
and rest them just here on the ceiling.

This cycle’s too small but ride it I shall,
I’ll do it with less than a fuss,
For that is my role and I wear it with pride,
I know what to do when needs must.

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The big top’s in town and the circus awaits,
I’m on in just twenty five minutes,
Should be quite the spectacle, well worth your time,
Please be sure to stay til it’s finished.

Behind the mascara, beyond this clown’s veil,

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What Do You See?

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What Do You See?

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What do you see?
I’d urge you enlighten
I’m smiling see,
No intention to frighten.

Do you see hope
A fresh summer vista?
Is my skin silky smooth
or beginning to blister?

Are my tears that of joy
Or merely just sorrow?
Am I here today
Or gone by tomorrow?

Life can be cruel
As it kills you with kindness
Sight can be fleeting
When afflicted with blindness

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Love hates with passion
Joy dances with pain
and as each sun sets
It commences again

The answers are there
but may never be found
I touch the apex
as I sink through the ground

My heart’s beating hard
but the line appears flat
I’m sat here in silence
but still prone to chat

Can’t do this alone
as there’s no I in we
So close your eyes tight
tell…

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Freaks: The Hunger

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Freaks: The Hunger

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Read Freaks
Read The Second Enlightening
Read Night of 1000 Eyes
Read Freak Off The Leash

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I am fully aware that he is inside of my very being. Marcus Miller, the famed Orphan Killer. I broke bread with him you see, squared up face to face and looked deep within his blackened eyes to see only pain and suffering looking back my way. In truth I believe I never left that church; my body may have remained intact but my soul was consumed and my positivity snuffed out without a second thought. I returned home seemingly unaffected and carried on with my diminutive life cycle as though the whole affair had been an elaborate phantasm. But he denied my departure.

Now I stand before my full-length mirror covered in a crass glossing of cruor although not a singular droplet belongs to me…

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My Ghoul

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My Ghoul

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I’ve only gone and bagged myself a zombie. It was only a matter of time when you think about it logically, with millions of these undead freaks roaming the Earth, there had to be one that endeared itself a little more and Bub, as I like to call him, is one such dead head. What a charming fellow he is, cut from a slightly different cloth than his brethren, he is far more genteel and adaptable to learning than so many of his flat-lining friends and actually makes a rather delightful pet. I found him wandering around an underground bunker and instantly took a shine to him. Ordinarily these reanimated corpses are a little dead behind the eyes but Bub just seemed a little less one-dimensional. From the very moment he gave me his salute from across the way, I…

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