“Our Share Of The Night” By Mariana Enriquez

Juan Peterson takes his son Gaspar on a road trip following the untimely death of his wife. Suspecting foul play and his illness worsening, Juan is out to protect his bereft son from his wife’s powerful family. Promising Rosario he’d keep Gaspar away from their unsavory plans. They’ve amassed and maintained immense wealth through their secret society, by any means necessary. Money isn’t enough, however. They want something more and believe Gaspar is the key.

An apt book, as the Illuminati & other secret societies are being exposed for worshipping the Devil and his many avatars (read Nicki Minaj Violates Jay-Z While Validating Me). “Our Share Of The Night” delves into the psyche of these demonic sects. Why they do it, what they falsely believe, what is gained, what they give at the altar, the rituals that take place and how insatiable greed perpetuates a dark intergenerational faith. The novel starts off a little slow to lay the foundation, in the end it’s worth it. I couldn’t put this book down. Crazily enough it’s rife with references of The Rolling Stones (read Revelation 13: Moloch/Baal/ Satan…Are The Same Entity). Another reminder of the cultural occult switch that occurred when the band entered the scene in 1962. A global transition from the puritanical 50’s to paganism and promiscuity. Between this story & Mexican Gothic, I’ve come to favor horror books by Hispanic/Latin authors (read Mexican Gothic). Can’t get enough. No one needs to read this more than the demonic elites, in the end you ALWAYS reap what you sow. Via: GoodReads

Art Preference: Pictures Or Paintings?

“Plus, I like photos better. They capture the thing in the moment.”

“But painting is the repeated exposure to a thing. It captures the essence of the object.”

Artist: Michael Pontieri

Women Cannot Do Two Things At Once

“Noemi’s father said she cared too much about her looks and parties to take school seriously, as if a woman could not do two things at once.”

Via: 90s Fashion Board (Vogue Italia)

Mexican Gothic

After receiving a perturbing letter from her cousin Catalina, Noemi Toboada, a wealthy socialite from Mexico City, is sent by her father to uncover the truth. Since her husband Virgil Doyle, wrote contradicting everything Catalina said, blaming her ramblings of murder and ghosts on illness. Noemi, agrees to go if she’s allowed to get an education at the college of her choice. A huge deal, as this is set in the 1950’s, enough said in regards to feminism. Make no mistake, despite the misogyny Noemi is the apple of her father’s eye; a coquette who enjoys a life of parties, cigarettes and fast cars. When she arrives to High Place, located in a nearly desolate small town, she’s in for a rude awakening.

High Place is dreary, decrepit and absolutely depressing. There’re oil lamps and candles instead of electricity, there’s no heat, the decor is gruesome, you aren’t allowed to talk, even at dinner, nor ride into town without permission and an escort. The opposite of Noemi’s carefree life, made more uncomfortable by the fair featured Doyle’s obsession with eugenics. Furthermore, Catalina oscillates between everything’s fine and there’s something insidious going on. Noemi believes the Doyle’s, that her cousin needs help, until she starts to succumb to the same hallucinations.

And just how far are the Doyle’s willing to go to maintain purity of their bloodline? FAR.

This book is beautifully written, insanely sinister and filled with plot twist, after plot twist. I mean, a must read. I’m still processing it. Are you into horror? Via: Lady Whistle Books

“Bantu Vibe”

“The fairy tales Catalina had shared with her always had good endings.

The wicked were punished, order was restored.”

Via: Black Art Expo