Advertisement

Hell

I’ve witnessed Hell’s invasion of the Earth. It can be stopped.

I’ve witnessed Hell’s invasion of the Earth. It can be stopped.

War is Hell. It’s an old adage but an accurate one. The death, loss and suffering which comes from violent conflict touches everyone involved – civilians and soldiers alike, and on all sides of the dispute. No-one walks away unscathed. Some wars are necessary of course. Nations have the right …

I’ve witnessed Hell’s invasion of the Earth. It can be stopped. Read More »

I attended a lecture delivered by a Servant of Hell

I attended a lecture delivered by a Servant of Hell

This is a story I promised to never tell. For years I told myself it wasn’t real, that I’d suffered from a paranoid delusion or mental breakdown on the day it happened. Even now I still can’t fully rule out a mental health episode during my youth – but, in …

I attended a lecture delivered by a Servant of Hell Read More »

The nothing room

The Nothing Room

“Your job…your sole life responsibility for the rest of your natural life is to keep that door shut….always! The house is yours…you can do what you want with it regarding restoration or upgrades. But, you need to live here until the day you die. I inherited it from my grandfather. …

The Nothing Room Read More »

I walked the Labyrinth and lived to tell the tale

I walked the Labyrinth and lived to tell the tale

I’m no hero – that much will become obvious as you read my account. In fact, I’m a coward…the type who always takes the easiest path. Left to my own devices, I would never reach my full potential. In all honesty I’m an average guy with a dull life, but …

I walked the Labyrinth and lived to tell the tale Read More »

island in the sun

Island in the Sun

May 10thIt’s an island. That’s it! An island. Let’s make something known from the get-go, I’m not here because I want to be, I’m here because I’m fucked. Yup, fucked. That’s me! Good old fucked Roger Garland. What more can I really say? I know this island may be another …

Island in the Sun Read More »

the museum of humanitys final war

The Museum of Humanity’s Final War

I’m not going to tell you much about myself. I won’t recount my life story here, if only because it isn’t relevant. Suffice to say, I’m an ordinary guy with a well-paid but uninteresting job, a job that allows me to pursue my two passions in life – travelling and …

The Museum of Humanity’s Final War Read More »

For thirty years, I’ve been receiving letters from a land that doesn’t exist

For thirty years, I’ve been receiving letters from a land that doesn’t exist

I’ve always held a fascination with the sea, the vast blue oceans that account for two-thirds of the Earth’s surface. I grew up on the west coast of Ireland, enjoying pristine and almost abandoned beaches facing out onto the cold and wild waters of the North Atlantic. My father served …

For thirty years, I’ve been receiving letters from a land that doesn’t exist Read More »

the angels burned part 2

The Angels Burned Part 2

Read Part one here It was gearing up to be a long night. The place was packed two-deep with thirsty patrons, and our barback was nowhere in sight. I wouldn’t know it until hours later, but he had quit out of the blue, leaving me to manage the tides myself. …

The Angels Burned Part 2 Read More »

The Angels Burned

When I was a kid, my stepfather asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. “A magician,” I answered quickly with worldwide clarity. He huffed at that answer. “That ain’t a job, son. Wearing makeup and doing a little dance at parties ain’t a job to seek. …

The Angels Burned Read More »

The Black Rock Chapel Horror part two

Read part one here Father Carroway wandered about in the ever-extended void of subconscious. Unable to feel or perceive anything anymore, he wondered if he had indeed perished through either the means of the serpent’s venom or the trauma of the crash down the spiraling stone stairs. “Am I dead?”, …

The Black Rock Chapel Horror part two Read More »

Did you hear the Ice Cream Man last night?

I used to think of Hell as a faraway place. For those of you out there who still hold that belief, this piece of my life is for you. Don’t ask me why I’m doing this; I’m honestly not sure. My therapist says writing about our traumas can help our …

Did you hear the Ice Cream Man last night? Read More »

Scroll to Top