Month: January 2020

For we know this about May Day , it is the day when all the cut back horns of the old gods grow back. – #CLNolan #MayDay https://t.co/vSXFFPk69H

For we know this about May Day , it is the day when all the cut back horns of the old gods grow back. – #CLNolan #MayDay pic.twitter.com/vSXFFPk69H

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

@Kyberian @realDonaldTrump @urbanprehisto There were a lot of dead bodies in the dream.

There were a lot of dead bodies in the dream.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

For what it is worth, I endorse this message.

For what it is worth, I endorse this message. https://t.co/IUyJq9vGmW

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

@MariaStrutz @thevitalspark01 @pba67 From personal experience, sleeping with a Bear can be either soul balm or a cause for mild terror.

From personal experience, sleeping with a Bear can be either soul balm or a cause for mild terror.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

@companygreenman @Alpha_Greywolf @GroupHookland I may have been at that gig.

I may have been at that gig.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

@urbanprehisto @polyaletheia @realDonaldTrump When I spoke to him trying to set up an interview, he wasn’t keen on talking about, nor Doctor Who et al – anything he thought had done badly be him. In brief discussion he gave the impression it was not just the gore, but erasures of keys material from the script.

When I spoke to him trying to set up an interview, he wasn't keen on talking about, nor Doctor Who et al – anything he thought had done badly be him. In brief discussion he gave the impression it was not just the gore, but erasures of keys material from the script.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

For it is May Day and the blood of the land is felt much closer to its green surface. The pulse of place cannot be denied and nor can the invitation to dance with its wild spirits. – #CLNolan #MayDay https://t.co/70LXXVSKd8

For it is May Day and the blood of the land is felt much closer to its green surface. The pulse of place cannot be denied and nor can the invitation to dance with its wild spirits. – #CLNolan #MayDay pic.twitter.com/70LXXVSKd8

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 1, 2020

In that false sleep that mocks death in its mimicry, the cunning send out their spirits across the land in borrowed shapes, with eyes of crow or eel to see high or deep. They leap from fur to feather, grow tails and speak not of it even when under heavy ale. – Dr. Bron, 1645

In that false sleep that mocks death in its mimicry, the cunning send out their spirits across the land in borrowed shapes, with eyes of crow or eel to see high or deep. They leap from fur to feather, grow tails and speak not of it even when under heavy ale. – Dr. Bron, 1645

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) March 31, 2020

@DJMSongs Derek, you know how Hookland works don’t you? https://t.co/YbsVw7YiXi

Derek, you know how Hookland works don't you? pic.twitter.com/YbsVw7YiXi

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) March 31, 2020

@coyote400 That would be lovely and unusual for Barrowcross.

That would be lovely and unusual for Barrowcross.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) March 31, 2020