Phobos and Deimos

I was searching for a forest. A blue forest with black trees. I found that forest under a red sky. It rained and red raindrops fell into the ground. Two moons I saw, high above in that red heaven. The black trees died and the forest became deserted. Rivers started to flow, red rivers wounded the blue ground and, as I laid down to stare at my two moons, the gods started to fall down from their heavenly seats.

Frazetta's art

"As I stood thus meditating, I turned my gaze from the landscape to the heavens where the myriad stars formed a gorgeous and fitting canopy for the wonders of the earthly scene. My attention was quickly riveted by a large red star close to the distant horizon. As I gazed upon it I felt a spell of overpowering fascination--it was Mars, the god of war, and for me, the fighting man, it had always held the power of irresistible enchantment. "

In A princess of Mars - Edgar Rice Burroughs

Yes

I am crazy, but "Crazy Good".

Restless sleep

Two people living inside a head. One becomes a man. A sorcerer. He will perform a ritual and kill the woman. Split personality playing with the body. A dance of brainwaves.

I’ll steal a quote now and share it with you. It’s good one, from a great book.

"With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to the truth, by whose partial discovery I have been doomed to such a dreadful shipwreck: that man is not truly one, but truly two."

- Robert Louis Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Beast

Don’t fall for a “Beast”. That is unquestionably a bad idea. He will kill you but he will not take your life, you will become a walking carcass or a puppet unless you break him first. You must break the beast and restrain him. Take him to a dungeon and lock the monster there, do not let him see the sun or the moon and kiss the enraged fiend in the forehead every night before sleep. Haunt his dreams, lick his tears and when he slowly starts turning into a human, for your and his sake, take off his chains and leave him alone. A dog will always be a dog, he’ll follow your scent home.

(Bernie Wrightson art - Frankenstein)

“. . . the moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding-places.”

In Frankenstein – Marry Shelley

Yorick Brown

Such a cool name.

And such an interesting character.

(Y, the last man)

Mr. Snow

Damn, he looks good here:

Hot fuzz

Love it, this movie is so much fun!