Yesterday's post on some local sorcery was premature... tonight is Walpurgisnacht, which, as longtime readers will know, is one of my favorite holidays. Of course, in the pre-Christian Celtic religion and modern neo-paganism, it's Beltane, a time to celebrate "fertility", which is commemorated in a classic schoolyard poem.
I don't practice any sort of goety (or goatse, for that matter), but if I did, I know just the cat to employ as a familiar.
If I lit a huge Beltane fire on the job and indulged in some "extracurricular activities", I'd probably bring down the wrath of the local Fire and Police Departments and lose my job. I'll have to content myself with maybe re-reading The Dreams in the Witch House, which apparently was adapted for cable-TV a decade ago:
The Dreams in the Witch House is an oddball tale- witchcraft as an esoteric branch of mathematics. Lovecraft sure had a weird hangup about angles... he had weird hangups about a lot of things. Something tells me he wouldn't have had much fun at a Beltane celebration.