Selena
The old playhouse was closing
It had a successful run throughout its long life
As a playhouse theatre
For 25 years
From comedies to tragedies
Romance to dramas
Several hits
And a few flops
It was a victim of its own success
For so many people
Were wanting to subscribe to its season
Of plays
This old playhouse
Could not seat all those who wanted to attend
What its company of performers and directors
Stage hands and lighting technicians
Had to offer.
So last night was the last performance
In the old playhouse
And now this 1st of December 1945
The new playhouse with new seats
And a much larger seating capacity
For a much larger audience
Would be opening its run
Of Dickens’ classic tale
For Christmas
A Christmas Carol
A Christmas Carol
With Ebenezer Scrooge
And his longsuffering clerk
Bob Cratchit
And Tiny Tim
And the ghost of Scrooge’s
7-years dead partner
Jacob Marley
With chains upon his feet
And the Ghosts of Christmas Past
Present
and Yet To Come
Selena was an actress
She wasn’t appearing in A Christmas Carol
But she had appeared in the last play
Ever performed in this old playhouse
The play that had finished its run last night
Wuthering Heights
Emily Bronte’s classic tale
of tragic doomed love
Of lovers who went far beyond star-crossed
Trying to reach the heavens
And end up
Falling
Into the abyss.
Of ghosts
And knocking outside the window
And howling winds
And desolate moors
And souls that are damned
And what happens when compassion is lacking
And revenge is always served
Hot or cold.
Selena had played Cathy
The love of Heathcliff’s life
And the woman who loved Heathcliff
Hot love
Passionate love
Forbidden love
The love only hinted at by Emily Bronte
As if Orestes and Electra
Had come from tragic Mycenae of old
To perform unfinished business
On the early 19th Century
Yorkshire Moors
Selena sat on coverings
On the sofa
Where she as Cathy
Had sat with the man
Who was Cathy’s husband
But not Cathy’s love or lover
Edgar Linton
In Bronte’s classic tale
And then
As if in one magic moment
A lighting technician
Suddenly shone the spotlight
On Selena
(Who was dressed to attend
The new theatre playhouse
Christmas Carol
Opening night party)
As she sat on that sofa
And that spotlight
Shone on one promising young actress
Who had performed many great performances
In that old playhouse
And soon would perform many more
In a new playhouse theatre
The spotlight would soon fade
And the lights would come down
For good
on the old playhouse
It may not have been Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre of London
But it had been the town’s old playhouse
Bringing joy and sadness
Heartache and hearbreak
To so many spectators
And audiences over the years
Like many old buildings
This old playhouse
Had character
And thus would be missed
And its old plays
And many performances
Would only be played again
In the memories
of the theatre
Of the mind
-A poem written by Christopher
Tuesday December 1st
2020.
Dawn Embrace
Their kiss welcomed the break of dawn
As morning dove sang a welcome song
far from the far-off battle throng
Knowing this embrace might be their last
Let not this moment go by fast
In each generation, evil raises its cruel slithering head
filling so many lands with much fear and dread
And those noble in soul must rise to the charge
to slay that evil before it grows too large
When evil arises, many are called to make sacrifice
And often one’s own life must bear the price
At times just due to fatal roll of the dice
But for one moment, call a halt to the sands of time
let this moment be captured in verse and rhyme
Let one more kiss do impart
Lest one must fall to death’s dire dart
And return no more full of body and soul
Leaving a grieving heart with a pierced hole.
-A poem written by Christopher
Saturday September 19th 2020.
Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka and Her Wolf Companion
The Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka
The immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka had several wolf companions who served as her protectors.
Her longest serving was a wolf called Seneca who had served her ever since she became an immortal after bareback riding a rare white buffalo on the South Dakota plains back in the late 1870s.
Seneca had been a gift to her from her Medicine Man grandfather (long since deceased).
She had often felt that this wolf Seneca was a creature from another dimension.
The writer C.S. Lewis in one of his Narnia books had once talked about a planet which had several trees growing on it.
Each tree was its own separate universe or world or dimensional realm.
Just as C.S. Lewis saw the rise of the Transhumanist movement within Science (noted in his book That Hideous Strength).
So he foresaw the possibility of multiple worlds or multiple universes- something that modern physics now thinks possible.
Saint Jerome who translated the Bible into Latin -a book known to History as the Vulgate – had recounted in his diary a meeting with a faun (the Roman term for satyr- a creature who was part man and part goat- part of Greco-Roman mythology).
The faun had told Jerome not to worry.
That he (the faun) was a creature from another dimension.
But a dimension created by the same God that Jerome worshipped.
For the Great High God was the creator of the whole Cosmos (and Cosmos in Greek meant the whole created order).
So the faun explained to Jerome that there were many dimensions within the cosmos – the whole created order- not just the dimension in which Jerome’s Earth existed.
Although the faun explained there were a group of beings called the Watchers who had created fauns and satyrs and other hybrids (recounted in mythology) in this dimension.
These Watchers were the ancestors of the Nephilim (the giants) mentioned in the Book of Genesis Chapter 6.
The Watchers and their Nephilim off-spring caused great evil on the Earth which caused God to send the Flood.
When Tanaka had read Jerome’s account of his meeting with the faun, she wondered if Lewis had read it as well.
And caused Lewis to create the faun character of Mr. Tumnus in the Narnia books.
Tanaka reflected on her wolf protectors.
Some were supernatural.
Others were natural who were drawn to her.
There was one- a white wolf with blue eyes- that Tanaka thought was in fact human.
He was a shapeshifter.
Out walking with this blue eyed wolf protector in the woods near the northeastern English village of Barnack (in whose village rectory the noted writer Charles Kingsley author of the book The Water Babies had spent his childhood), Tanaka sat down and looked at him and communicated telepathically.
When the wolf answered Yes to being human, she communicated another question.
The wolf held his head down and then looked up again with sad eyes.
He had lost the ability to speak his own thoughts so he communicated with the lyrics of one of his favourite songs from his childhood – the song Sometimes When We Touch written by Canadian singer-songwriter Dan Hill:
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I’d rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie
For who am I to judge you
In what you say or do
I’m only just beginning
To see the real you
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
Romance’s an honest strategy
Leaves me grappling with my pride
But through the years of maturity
Some tenderness survives
I’m just another writer
Still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prizefighter
Still trapped within my youth
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide…
And with that the wolf closed his eyes and walked with his head down into the woods.
“Avalon,” she called out after him, “Don’t you want me to hold you till the fear in you subsides?”.
The wolf came back.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday August 8th
2020.
Night of The Pink Moon Super Moon
Night of The Pink Moon Super Moon
Never an easy time to say good bye
As a pink toned rose moon rose in the sky
Against the rocks the surging tide rose high
Lovely scent of palms and South Sea air
And at the door stood a lady fair
Magical pink mist rose in distant cloud
In this paradise far from the madd’ing crowd
Sometimes worlds meet where they embrace and not collide
For life is more than a merry go ride
Heart to heart, heart to heart
Must kindred souls do part?
She Mahina the Hawaiian and Polynesian goddess of the moon
He Dracul of the earth’s mournful tune
Now on this night she must return home
Else she fade away like the ocean foam
Star crossed lovers under a rose hue sky
Where South Sea waves splash amidst mermaid cry
She turned around with last longing look
And to the heavens vanished leaving one night hunter forsook
-A poem and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday April 7th
2020.
Miranda Singh and The Wonderous Pair of Goldfish
Miranda Singh and The Wonderous Pair of Goldfish
“And in other news, Pope Francis has tested negative for the Coronavirus but remains positive for Communism… ”
Renfield switched over from Britain’s Sky News to BBC News where a friend of his was delivering the news:
“And the 600 year old Miraculous Crucifix of Christ that Pope Francis brought out to deliver his Urbi et Orbi message last Friday has suffered intense water damage as a result of the rainfall that occurred while the Pope gave his speech castigating the world for not following his globalist Neo-Marxist Neo-Bolshevik agenda and as a result the God of Surprises (the god worshipped by Francis) had sent this pandemic upon the world. Pope Francis gave this speech to the empty Saint Peter’s Square while standing comfortably under a large canopy in the pouring rain with his back turned against the Miraculous Crucifix of Christ that became drenched in the pouring rain being a great distance behind the canopy and the ancient unique statue has suffered intense water damage as a result…”
Renfield switched over to ITV News:
“Former British Prime Minister Gordon Brown has called for a One World Government in the wake of the Coronavirus crisis.
Minutes after he made the statement, a cream pie was thrown in his face by an invisible force.
Although a London bobby who had been drinking Harvey Wallbangers on the job says he saw a 6 foot 8 tall bunny rabbit with big pink floppety ears do it.”
. . .
The storm clouds descend
A beast has crawled from Egypt’s sphinx
towards Bethlehem to be born
A virus fancying itself as wise
has arisen from the East
and spread its tentacles all over the world
Offering gifts of pain, suffering and death
Instead of gold, frankincense and myrrh
in adoration of the new Messiah.
. . .
In the streams of a large conservatory greenhouse in London, Set Enterprises secret agent Miranda Singh saw two multicoloured goldfish that she had never seen in the stream before swim to escape a shark she had never seen in that stream before.
The goldfish leapt above a huge rock towards another stream.
The shark likewise leapt and landed on the rock hitting its head knocking itself out.
The shark then metamorphosed into the form of the Greek god Ares.
Ares still lay there unconscious.
The two goldfish then shapeshifted into human form.
One of them Miranda recognized as being Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
And the other she recognized as being Mahina the Hawaiian and Polynesian Goddess of the Moon.
They left the conservatory.
Miranda looked down at the stream and thought, “Oh brave new world that has such people in it.”
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday March 30th
2020.
A Banyan Tree Grows On The Moon
A Banyan Tree Grows On The Moon
Walking the streets of Honolulu in 1946
Was Los Angeles private eye Carson Cody Albion
He was on vacation
After having solved the mysterious case of the Blue Velvet Dandelion
back in LA
He walked through some of the crafts shops in the city
He noticed one belonging to a man who made ships in a bottle
Carson entered the store and looked around
He noticed one ship in a bottle that attracted his attention
“What ship is this?” Albion asked the craftsman
“The Santa Maria,” the craftsman replied
“The Santa Maria?” Carson looked at the ship in the bottle, “That was Christopher Columbus’ flagship in 1492 on his journey to the New World wasn’t it?”
“That’s right,” the craftsman nodded.
“I’ll take it,” Albion paid the craftsman
He walked out of the store and on to the avenue
An elderly Hawaiian woman was at a stand selling coconuts
The private eye looked at the coconuts but wasn’t hungry at the moment
So he didn’t buy.
“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” the coconut woman shouted after him.
“What?” Albion walked back to her.
“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” she repeated.
“Oh, okay,” Albion figured that the woman had been adding too much rum to her coconut milk
and decided to continue walking
“What are you planning to do with that ship in a bottle that’s in your shopping bag?” The woman asked him.
Albion wondered how she knew there was a ship in a bottle in his shopping bag
However he answered, “I don’t know”.
“Here’s a small piece of Kapa cloth,” the woman handed him just that,
“Take this pen and write on it what I have told you, “A Banyan tree grows on the moon”. Then put the Kapa cloth with the message in the bottle alongside the ship and throw it in the ocean where the waves will carry it where it may.”
It was a strange request but Albion felt compelled to comply
That night as the Hawaiian moon shone bright on the shore and sands, he threw the bottle with the ship, Kapa cloth and message into the ocean.
It was a late March night in 2020
The streets of London were deserted because of the countrywide lockdown over the Coronavirus
but Dracul Van Helsing had a paper signed by Boris Johnson
granting him permission to walk the streets
To rid the city of any evil nocturnal creatures
As Dracul walked along the banks of the Thames
He noticed a small bottle floating close to the shore
The vampire hunter picked it up
It appeared to be very old
And it almost had the appearance of having travelled all over the world
How did it wind up here on the Thames? he wondered.
He looked inside the bottle
He recognized the ship as being the Santa Maria
He pulled out the small piece of Kapa cloth and noticed the message on it
“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” Dracul read aloud.
He went back to his London apartment
Carrying the ship in the bottle and its message with him
He went inside the room he used as an office
And saw this vision
“Who are you?” Dracul asked.
“I am Mahina the Hawaiian and Polynesian goddess of the moon”
The woman answered.
-A narrative poem
and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday March 29th
2020.
Leadership In Troubled Times: Light In Dark Ages
Leadership In Troubled Times: Light In Dark Ages
This was a photo montage music video I made back in 2009.
It is my personal favourite of all the photo montage music videos I made between 2008 and 2012 in those days when I still had a working desktop PC and was able to make them.
-Christopher
Qonzilqointec Takes In Carmen At The Royal Opera House
Qonzilqointec Takes In Carmen At The Royal Opera House
The Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec was in London.
She was to meet her date Dracul Van Helsing this evening to attend the Royal Opera House performance of Georges Bizet’s Carmen.
Interestingly enough, the Bavarian and Austro-Hungarian goat demon Krampus (who had been down in Cornwall visiting his father’s grave) had had tickets to attend this evening’s performance of Carmen.
But at the last minute, the goat demon had come down with a severe allergy to the melody and tune of the song Habanera that Carmen sings in Act 1.
And that was his favourite part of the whole opera so Krampus was unable to attend.
He left his ticket at the box office so some last minute person could buy it.
The ticket was purchased by Dr. Cadbury Rocher who had just finished his final touches on the cannabis pot smoking cactus plant Magical Mystery Tour that was to be delivered to Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau in Ottawa.
Qonzilqointec and Dracul talked to Dr. Rocher in the lobby prior to curtain call.
They discussed the Iowa caucus which turned out to be a public relations disaster for the U.S. Democratic Party.
The app that was supposed to give the results to the State Committee had failed.
“I was just talking to Renfield about this,” Dr. Rocher said to the Aztec vampiress and Van Helsing referring to the British MP who served on the UK House of Commons Intelligence and Foreign Affairs Committee, “and he’s already determined what happened. Apparently the app was hacked by the billionaire Egyptian vampire Set’s pet cat Nefertiti Galore, Boris Johnson’s pet Jack Russell-cross dog Dilyn and a couple of Her Majesty the Queen’s Welsh corgis.”
“Who did the Iowa Democrats get to develop this app for them?” Dracul inquired.
“Apparently some nutty Australian who calls himself Uncle Ernie,” Rocher replied, “who interestingly enough was arrested at London’s Heathrow Airport yesterday for trying to enter the country illegally. To say nothing of showing up at airport Customs in the nude.”
The Royal Opera House announcer announced that this evening’s performance would start in 5 minutes.
The three headed into the auditorium to take their seats.
Krampus who was listening to the performance on the radio while taking a bath in his hotel room broke into a severe case of hives when the lead female singer playing Carmen started singing Habanera.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday February 4th
2020
Waiting By The Sea
Waiting By The Sea
Waiting by the sea
waits she
The time has come
The seagulls call
She approaches the ocean’s thrall
By the waves she hears the sirens’ call
The sirens call for the one
whose heart is a match for hers
Bareback on horse she rode without spurs
Wild and free was she
Wild and free like the sea
For most, inclining one’s heart can lead to captivity
But not for she
She whose heart is like the sea
The sirens know who to call
The one who will just accept her for being she
She whose heart was wild and free
And pulsates like the rising sea.
-A poem written by Christopher
Saturday February 1st
2020
One Line Poetic Reflection After Having Watched A Hallmark Christmas Romance Movie This Evening
November 27, 2020 at 11:36 pm (Commentary, Inspiration, Life, love, Poetry, Romance) (Christmas, poetry, snowfall, winter)
A Christmas snowfall is God’s gentle baptism of the Earth in the darkest of winter.
-Christopher Dracul Van Helsing
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