I recall being told that we were first introduced to Europe by the Diadochi kingdom of Seleucus, where we began to travel westward. Some of us went north to what would become China, but this is not the story of the Jiang Shi, and the soul sort. They moved into another realm and devolved… Or evolved… It depends on who you ask.

Not me. Degenerates one and all.

Migration was easy enough, if you knew who to hire. So we made it to the Capitol of the Seleucid Empire, what was then called Antioch, and eventually moved north to what is now Romania. We have spread out from there.  Chicago, New Orleans, Paris, Moscow, and Tokyo. Now here I am, in Savannah Georgia, writing this. So let me get on with it.

The coffin is the best piece of furniture for blocking out the sun. Oh it gets very boring, mind you… “Sleeping” in a coffin. Mostly I meditate and place myself under a spell. At times, if the mood fits me, I go into a trance and astral project my spirit to other places. This is more fun, but is very taxing and I can only do it if I “went to bed” on an empty stomach. You see, with our malady, the hungrier you are, the more power you have. The fuller you are, you are still absorbing the matter from your host into yourself, and the less of “you” there is to be you.

I have more to write. I need to buy a journal – I shall do this on the morrow.