Skull Collector – a poem


The below poem concerns rather grotesque material, inspired by the serial killer, Jeffrey Dahmer.



Scenes of horror in the quiet time

For moods often tried to keep obscene

With acid dissolving hopes and kidnap dreams

Against a chance to think, to collect

One’s thoughts over an altar made

Specially from the skulls of those ended,

Now kept, trophies owned by one and one only,

Secret wish granters of malevolence standing guard

Over the wants of some courtfound sane man.

Bathsheba – a poetry preview



Today I am bringing to you a piece which some of the readers from my previous blog may recall. It is only a little piece of the first part, edited slightly for grammar and presentation. The work is 23 parts long so far, written in August of 2013, telling the story of a lone warrioress in the desert. It is called Bathsheba – Queen of the Desert.

It is a strange style, kind of alternate rhyming couplets, nothing formal, little of my work ever is, but it remains an interesting record of a narrative poem series from myself as a different man to who I am now, who I have become. I have changed much in the past 7 months and I turn to Bathsheba with a different mind, a new perspective. I am planning to edit the whole of this narrative poem series and publish it as an ebook

I hope that you enjoy this small preview.



Goldset in late summer

As the desert guitar calls over

The dunes woven by winds

Caressing baked sands.


A masked wanderer makes tread

With rough shod feet,

Crests a dune without dread,

Though not as others before her felt.


Sunshine coming down,

Falling all around

And its weight is a tome unbound.


Weary with the long trek directionless,

The wanderer saw the board,

A long while ago in time fathomless

And has set out with at her back a sword.


Her hips bear a revolver each,

Solid grips of dark crystal rock,

Weapons of her far reach

While the blade is her close lock.


If she finds the one she would beseech

Before the desert clock

Ticks night-time over the breach

Then she is sure that no others do there flock.


Face a masked thing,

Hair all silver under a hood

Atop the cream colour robes bringing

A lighter top to the light flood.


Heat, heat, heat all around,

And nary a less inviting sight

Is there to be found

Than the crows in flight.

Vision of a Hero – a musing



Sometimes of an evening I like to venture out into the garden for a vape, giving my room a chance to become clear of the vapour. πŸ˜›

Now, where I go to vape in the garden is riiiight at the back, behind a rather tall shrub/tree and next to a wonderful array of plants that have very colourful flowers. The bees and wasps adore it and the blossoms hanging just above my head to the left.

In the blazing sun it is a very active area, filled with buzzing and the whirr of wings in flight. I’d become somewhat wary of heading down there because of how anxious the constant insect presence made me, however…

The other day I was there, vaping away, crouched down in a squat to work on my calves (carpe diem, seize the day and opportunity) when I started noticing just how busy the area was.

To my left on the stone squares lay some bags of garden waste, just hanging out pre-recycling, and I spotted ants wandering over the black bag linings. After I’d spotted one, I started to see more. 1, 2, 3, 4…and so on. Then what looked like a winged ant, except…twitchier looking. As I stared at it, trying to figure out what it is…it suddenly shot forward and snatched up a tiny white creature!

I leaned closer that I might better take in review this previously hidden cornucopia of little life. Midges, ants, flying ants, aphids; I counted a total of 7 different kinds of insect around the waste bags alone. So much life that I was stunned in place for a long while.

Then the coup de grace;
a bee came. Huge, furry yellow body, and I instantly recoiled in case it came for me. Now, the thing we need to remember here is that I am a stranger amongst these creatures…and they *do not care*. I am nothing interesting to them compared to the flowers, scents and colours of what Mother Nature has tuned them to pursue by design.

This bee was a hero. He came swooping in among the violent wind tossed branches of the bleeding heart flowers, slowing descent and velocity like some mercenary ship to surface shuttle. Legs out and extended, he grabbed onto a leaf and DOCKED with the flower, entering to do his business and cover his furry yellow backside in pollen.

The wind gusted violently and I held my breath, hoping that he wouldn’t be knocked off. I need not have feared at all. This bee had no trouble and simply…crossed over to the next flower, no qualms, no troubles, sure as sure can be in practice.

I could see everything about this wonderful little bee as I squatted there, a stranger spying on his secret insect universe of minutiae. I recoiled now and again as the bee did more flyovers in the vicinity of the bleeding hearts, trying to snap pictures with my phone camera zoomed in.

Wait till I get a macro lens (:

Thank you for reading this ramble.


Twisted Wire II – a vaping journey


As with yesterday’s post please be advised that the following concerns vaping and there will be plenty of technical jargon.


Cheered by the success of my DIY twisted wire yesterday…I decided to get some thinner, higher resistance wires to play around with. Yesterday’s 2nd wire came out with resistance too low for any of my devices to safely fire.

Ohms Law: very similar to a water pipe. The thicker the pipe the easier the water flows, while the thinner pipes make it harder for the flow. Same for vape coil wire.

So we begin with actually making the twisted wire itself. Today I’m using 26 gauge Nikrothal (generic name for Nichrome, I believe) and 32 gauge Kanthal, which is verrry thin. Hooking the wire into a clothes peg and pen allowed me to twist it until the wire snapped.

I had to clamp out the kink just off centre. Then I wrapped the coil, by hand this time, having noticed that my coil jig doesn’t do so well with my twisted wire.

Above is a spaced coil with an inner diameter of 2.5 millimetres. Remember, more surface area = more flavour. Yesterday’s coil had the wraps touching but I wanted to space them out today, see if it made a difference.

Dual coils installed and gently worked to ensure they glow evenly from the inside out. Resistance comes out at 0.32 ohms. The difference the thinner wire makes in resistance means that I can do a dual coil setup in comparison to the single coil yesterday.

Wicks placed (I messed up a lil bit on my ‘outside device’ and it’s leaked slightly; still learning.

Wicks tucked in (after fluffing the ends I tuck from the back and then the front) and juiced. Today’s juice is Trap Queen, by Nasty Juice, a wonderful strawberry with a hint of mint. Gorrrrg ❀

Let’s see how it vapes πŸ˜‰

That…is a wonderful vape. 52.5 watts (:

And I made it all myself!! πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

I haven’t had to add more juice yet and I’ve taken a LOT of inhalations. Success!

Thank you so much for reading. Don’t worry, there is more poetry on its way, that is what this blog is primarily for. I haven’t forgotten about the final part of The Wolf’s Lair πŸ˜‰ I have a few videos I’m working on as well, which I can upload soon, hopefully.


Twisted Wire – a vaping journey


I will say this from the outset: this post is aimed at vapers and about vaping, there will be a lot of technical terms. Apologies to my regular poetry readers.


I quit smoking back in August 2014 and it has taken me 3 years to get to the point of making my own vape coils.

Now, for novices, vaping works by a piece of coiled wire with e-liquid soaked cotton wrapped through/around/in it. The wire heats up and vaporises the liquid, producing the vapor. Beginners will buy premade coils to put in their device, whereas others will make their own coils.

Which is what I have finally learned to do! πŸ˜€

I’d been building for about 4 days and already wanted more advanced stuff. So I twisted two wires together to increase surface area; this equals more vapor, and takes more work.

23 gauge nichrome wire twisted with 28 gauge kanthal; kanthal is the most popular coil wire. The actual wire was harder to work with, but that’s good because it *should* last longer.

Each coil has a resistance, measured in ohms, and the lower the resistance the more power you can put through it.

The finished coil below has a resistance of 0.12 ohms, which is quite low. I’d been planning to do 2 but this is all experimentation. And saving money, because 5 premade coils cost like Β£15.00, while wire and cotton costs about Β£7.00 and will last for months instead of just 1 month.

I then installed it on my Peerless RDA (rebuildable dripping atomiser) by Geekvape, and adjusted it. Well, shaped it. It’s been soothing to learn how to do this. Akin to a blacksmith shaping metal on an anvil, it takes time and patience, adjustments learnt by doing.

Pulsing the coil red hot allows for shaping with ceramic tweezers, lightly strumming it, and adjusting until it glows evenly from the inside out, as shown below.

Next, the cotton wick, which I’m still getting used to. There are innumerable methods for doing this.

Thennnn…time to juice it up! I’m using Gallywix by Goblin Juice. Don’t know what the flavour is exactly but it’s sweet with a nice hint of tartness.

Finally, time to vape on this homemade sucker! πŸ˜€

59.5 watts and I’ve not had to add more juice since initially dripping it on. Maybe I’m getting the wicking right at last? Dunno. Time will tell. (:

Thank you so much for reading.