Dark Sentiments 2014 – Day 3: Cannibal Jerry

| October 3, 2014

In my studies of the peculiar practice of cannibalism, I’m often surprised by the common thread in cannibals getting caught. Faced with the dilemma of disposal, they are often pack rats, and eventually something rotten this way comes to attract unwanted attention. In this vein, I give you the tale of Jerry. Cannibal Jerry By […]

Dark Sentiments 2014 – Day 2: A Fairy Tale

| October 2, 2014

Fairy Tales, as they were originally written, weren’t the saccharine offal children who don’t belong to Mrs. LFM and me, or a few notable Friends, grew up with. They were intended to convey valuable life lessons to the offspring of people who lived a lot closer to reality than most in the so called “first […]

Dark Sentiments 2014 – Day 1: Welcome Back

| October 1, 2014

“Welcome, Dear Reader, to yet another season of Dark Sentiments; being our traditional 31 October days of musings, revelations, exposé, poetry, literature, visual arts, and myriad dark expressions of the Human spirit, all chosen from the sort most in the world have spent the past year trying desperately to avoid, or pretend into nonexistence.” ~ […]

Home From th’ Wars

| September 21, 2014

If you have to doff multiple kilograms of gear before you can even start taking off your clothes at the end of the day, then you will sympathize with this soldier. Gone to years worth of war, he’s returned to his Wife who, not unlike my own would do, has wrapped herself around him in […]

When Zip Met John

| September 20, 2014

“If violent crime is to be curbed, it is only the intended victim who can do it.  The felon does not fear the police, and he fears neither judge nor jury.  Therefore what he must be taught to fear is his victim.” ~ Jeff Cooper, Principles of Personal Defense If you hang out here, you […]

Happy Birthday Mrs. Secord

| September 13, 2014

“The distance to the outpost by direct road was 12 miles but Laura feared she would encounter American guards that way and chose a roundabout route. She went first to St Davids where she was joined by her niece, Elizabeth Secord, and then to Shipman’s Corners (St Catharines). Elizabeth became exhausted and Laura continued alone, […]

The Blacksmith’s Son

| August 16, 2014

The Blacksmith’s Son By LFM The Blacksmith’s Son arose one night From dreams of dark desire. He set the smithy lamps alight, And stoked the forging fire. He worked the bellows carefully, He tended every coal, Until each matched his passion, And the flame that seared his soul. When forge and passion burned the same […]

Lost Heads – By Every Definition (Part 1 of 2)

| July 23, 2014

The picture at left is of a new in the package Coghlan’s Brand machete, available as I type from the outdoor sports and leisure section of your nearest Canadian Tire store for $14.99 before tax. It’s posted here merely to illustrate that the machete is an inexpensive and easily acquired item of equipment pretty much […]

Daisy Dominatrix

| July 20, 2014

This poem is intended for mature audiences. If the title hasn’t scared you off then read on and take the consequences. Daisy Dominatrix By LFM Daisy hit the Yukon after three months on the trail. She would’ve got there sooner but for “days off” spent in jail. She sold her ass at every stop to […]

The Forest of Truth

| July 19, 2014

I am favoured in that I have the honour of knowing a precious few who live their lives on the Warrior Path. Some of those would be surprised to learn that I view them that way. To speak of the Warrior Path is to conjure images of life and death. Of strife and struggle. Of […]