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abyssus abyssum invocat
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Appalachia in its entirety
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Map of Appalachian subranges (I consider Appalachia to be anything in the Appalachian Mountains so; Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Maryland, West Virginia, Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, North and South Carolina, Georgia, and Alabama)
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Thinking about the time I saw a legitimate doppelganger and it was the weirdest goddamn thing.
I was 18 and in Ohio with my parents and sister, going to my brother's high school best friend's wedding (why yes it was weird). I am from California. The vibe was already bizarre. One day we went to a Denny's or something bc there was literally nothing else to do in this small town. The waitress walks up to our table and every member of my family freezes .
See. We have these family friends. Kids are similar ages and went to the same schools so we're close. My mom is the godmother to one of the boys bc she helped deliver him (it was a surprise home birth oops). They are a family with a unique last name and very distinctive features.
The waitress was the goddamn spitting image of the younger daughter.
I can't remember which of us was the first to stammer out a, "Mary?" but she clearly had absolutely no idea who we were. But like. THIS WAS MARY. This was before smart phones so we couldn't exactly pull up a picture of her, but. We couldn't get over it.
This poor woman in the middle of rural Ohio. We must have looked absolutely insane. She had never heard the (again, very unique) last name. Had never been to Californka, or even left the state. Was not even of the same ethnic background as the family. We had so many questions and she was so polite but clearly So Baffled.
What a weird coincidence though right??? Hundreds of miles away from home and we meet an absolute dead ringer for one of the most distinctive people I've ever known. (She was cute as hell, mind you, but in a way that was unexpected and rarely duplicated.)
That was like 20 years ago and I'll never forget it.
Anyway yeah Ohio is a really weird place.
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train to nowhere, the abandoned subway station in cincinnati, ohio
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and i am in ohio. forever ohio. and i know it is beauty. i know it is nature and forests and i know it is free. but god i am in ohio. and it is not the beautiful ohio. it is the citysuberbs. it is the dying small malls and the places too large to be small towns and community but too small to be anything interesting. it is miles and miles of asphalt and decaying shopping centers. strip mall after strip mall with no break or freedom for green to grow. and i am in ohio but not the ohio of cornfields and farms. not the ohio of forests and campgrounds. not the ohio of fairs and festivals but the ohio of rotting industry. the ohio of broken concrete and so many empty office buildings yet they still build more. and i am in ohio. but i am not in OHIO. i am stuck in the middling of midwestern farmland and rust belt dreams. and i am in ohio. forever ohio.
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❛ old gods of appalachia ❜
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US Elevation.
by @cstats1
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if you hear noises in the appalachian woods at night and you investigate, that's on you
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So, Twitter is a cesspool and we have more adventures to go on!
Howdy folks, it has been more than a hot min since we’ve been here. Oops lol. Life is stranger than the strange that comes out of it, and with Elon being the way he is..........YOLO right? (God, I really am showing my age, aren’t I?) Let’s go balls deep into the paranormal.
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The Venetian and Frank
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My husband and I went to Las Vegas for our honeymoon. We had looked at the prints of the Sands in the Venetian to figure out where the Copa room was. From there we found where the stage would have been and tried to contact any of the performers/crew that would have been working. What we found was really interesting....Take a look
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Surreal Wood Folk Art Prints by DobieDraws
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Kansas is just corn, fear, and Jesus
- quote of the day from @twigclub
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Old Town San Diego, Whaley House.
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Hello everyone! Here's a bit an update; I'm in a wheelchair now. Lol.
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We went searching for the Whaley Family in San Diego. There was a lot activity on the site!
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suburban socal gothic
there’s a seagull in the walmart parking lot. you are an hour away from the beach. it stares at you. you clutch your fanny pack.
you pass another white suburban. every car around you is a white suburban. you are driving a white suburban.
the santa ana winds threaten to push you over. your hairs stand on end, but the wind is hot. the dust may never leave your eyes.
eucalyptus trees, pine trees, and palm trees are planted in the same area. the native plants have been eradicated.
everywhere you look, taco bell. there’s a del taco across from the taco bell you eat at. no one goes in that del taco.
it is 70 outside. you are curled up on your couch with a blanket. the sun burns it’s way through the clouds. you pull your blanket tighter.
a skunk died or someone just lit a joint. could be either. or both.
it’s 50 outside. you don’t have a heater. or jackets. you shiver.
gas prices say ten dollars a gallon. you shrug.
a fruit stand sits beside the middle of the 405. someone gets out of their car to buy some strawberries. traffic does not move.
your neighborhood gathers for a block party. someone put bananas in the fruit salad. you sob.
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california in wildfire season gothic
You walk beneath an orange sun in a gray sky. Ash falls like snow, though the air is stiflingly hot. They name fires like they name tropical storms as the cities around you burn.
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The Arkansas Drive.
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I would like to say first of all, I am writing this completely from the perspective of two non-locals. I am Los Angeles born and raised, my partner is from Ohio. You do the math.
We are currently making our way up to Ohio into our new home, we've been driving through a good majority of the United States. Everything was fine as we drove through Oklahoma, however when we drove through Arkansas...that's when fuck-shit started to happen.
I will try to add as much detail and set the events in order. Currently I am laying in bed at a Motel 6 with my partner, nearly scared shittless. Plus I'm on mobil, so ya know.
The first thing that we noticed that there were a massive amount of spiders and spider webs hanging off the trees. My partner told me that this was normal but, we looked a bit closer and it was nearly every tree that had a gigantic spider web. All wrapped up looking like some kind of morbid cotton candy. Personally I'm an arachnophobe, so I found this especially disturbing.
The second thing we noticed was when I was filming a video for my story on Instagram. After I stopped recording, we saw a giant bear carcass dead on the side of the highway. The thing that was strange about about this was that the head was missing. There was a decapitated bear carcass on the side of the highway.
The third thing happened when we stopped for gas. The first pump that we pulled up to did not even have a pump. There was a white pickup truck that we waited for about 5 minutes ( give or take) for the owner to come outside in to move it because we were hauling a U-Haul. The owner came outside ( not trying to be mean here but he looked like a crusty old white man) he was staring my partner down to a tee until he drove away. I went inside to the convenience store to take a piss (as one does) The air was hot and muggy it smelt like; Teriyaki Beef Jerky, Vomit, Shit, Piss, and Overly Sweet McDonald's Sweet Tea. When I opened the door to the women's restroom, it was strange the floor was like a pyramid of sorts except for the point going downward. There was a drain or what I assumed to be a drain there is no cover on this drain....it was just a dark hole that went down. After I finished up I washed my hands, I heard what could be described as a distance scream or gargling a bit of scratching as well. When I left the women's restroom the rank, potent scent was even stronger. I felt a bit dizzy as I left the convenience store. My partner went to use the men's restroom and had a similar experience however....when he went to use the hand dyer, he felt as if there was a presence behind him.
The fourth thing that happened was that I got my first glympse not deer. The deer was standing next to a reflective sign and we were driving in the dark..... the deers legs were bent backwards, it had a giant toothy grin similar to the K-9 skull, the eyes were milky and glazed over. It was very unnerving to say the least. An hour or two later, my partner glanced over to his left (because he's driver) and saw half of a deer carcass up in the trees suspended. (It was the lower half if anybody else was interested)
I will pause and say at this point we were well on our way to Tennessee stopping in Memphis for the night.
We were thoroughly spooked and still are pretty shook. The forest is not a foreign thing for my partner however...he was very unnerved by the day's events. I normally find the force very comforting and relaxing however it felt as if we were leading up to something very very very bad..like wrong like final boss battle music. Our instincts were to get out as fast as possible.
The last and final thing that happened was something partner pointed out to me.
The Moon was BLOOD res.
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It was ever so close, it had been strange to both of us because the moon was not in cycle for a Blood Moon or Harvest Moon There was a Full Moon on July 23rd.
We were and still are both feeling very very sick, like a primal fear of the unknown. All of this just felt wrong we both had a guttural instinct to just get away. As we crossed the miss the Mississippi River over the bridge transporting you from Arkansas to Tennesse.
It was almost as if we were breathing air for the first time in a long time. That uneasiness was still there however, we did not have that fight or flight. After we crossed the border of Tennessee once we looked back up at the moon and it appeared closer to Harvest Moon rather than a Blood Moon.
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"Personally I'm afraid to learn what are in the woods of Arkansas. What decapitated that bear? What strung the deer up in the trees?
I'm very lucky to be able to see the light of a new day and I know that I'm never going to live in, travel to, or set foot in Arkansas again"
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Adventurecore • Cryptid Searching •3522 U
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