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There’s no denying that the backstories to most haunted houses that are set up for Halloween are completely fabricated. However, one that has truth behind it, is Frightmare Manor, located in Talbot, Tennessee. The plantation once belonged to Jeremiah Lexer. That was until 1902, when he slaughtered his entire family inside the abode. He brutally hacked his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and his three grandchildren that were aged four, eight, and twelve, to death before taking his own life. When authorities arrived at the house, they were more than shocked to not only find the bodies of the Lexer family, but 30 other shallow graves. As it so turned out, the mass murder of his own family wasn’t the only murders he had committed. Over a number of years, Jeremiah had been killing unsuspecting citizens and burying them around his house. Unsurprisingly, after this discovery, the plantation sat untouched. Nobody wanted to live in a house that was marred with such tragedy. It was finally purchased in 2009, and turned into a haunted house.

Du'a for deceased - Muhammad Ali

With the passing of Muhammad Ali, let’s not forget to make du'a for him - saying “RIP” isn’t a du'a!

اَللّٰھُمَّ اغْفِرْلَهُ وَ ارْحَمْهُ وَ عَافِهِ وَ اعْفُ عَنْهُ وَ اَکْرِمْ نُزُلَهُ وَ وَسِّعْ مُدْخَلَهُ وَ اغْسِلْهُ بِالْمَاءِ وَ الثَّلْجِ وَ الْبَرَدِ وَ نَقِّهِ مِنَ الْخَطَایَا کَمَا نَقَّیْتَ الثَّوْبَ الْاَبْیَضَ مِنَ الدَّنَسِ وَ اَبْدِلْهُ دَارًا خَیْرًا مِّنْ دَارِهِ وَ اَھْلًا خَیْرًا مِّنْ اَھْلِهِ وَ زَوْجًا خَیْرًا مِنْ زَوْجِهِ وَ اَدْخِلْهُ الْجَنَّةَ وَ اَعِذْهُ مِنْ عَذَابِ الْقَبْرِ وَ مِنْ عَذَابِ النَّارِ۔

O Allah, forgive him and have mercy on him and grant him peace and pardon him. Receive him with honour and make his place of entry (in grave) spacious. Wash him with water, snow, and ice and cleanse him of his faults like a white garment is cleansed of stains. O Allah, substitute for him an abode better than his abode, a family better than his family and a spouse better than his spouse. Admit him into Paradise and protect him from the torment of the grave and the torment of the Fire۔

Dogtooth / Kynodontas (2009)

Directed by: Yorgos Lanthimos 

Three teenagers are confined to an isolated country estate that could very well be on another planet. The trio spend their days listening to endless homemade tapes that teach them a whole new vocabulary. Any word that comes from beyond their family abode is instantly assigned a new meaning. Hence ‘the sea’ refers to a large armchair and 'zombies’ are little yellow flowers. Having invented a brother whom they claim to have ostracized for his disobedience, the über-controlling parents terrorize their offspring into submission. The father is the only family member who can leave the manicured lawns of their self-inflicted exile, earning their keep by managing a nearby factory, while the only outsider allowed on the premises is his colleague Christina, who is paid to relieve the son of his male urges. Tired of these dutiful acts of carnality, Christina disturbs the domestic balance.

EYES OF STONY BLACK.

There is a sprawling house across the road,
its garden wild and overgrown,
and of the family, in that dark abode,
hardly anything is said or known.

They come and go in the dark of night,
and no one has seen them in the light of day
and they seem to flourish in the dimmest light,
and in the dark, come out to play.

I have seen them from my upstairs room,
when my parents have both gone to bed,
they dance and sway beneath the moon,
and their voices swirl inside my head.

They know that I can see them dance,
they look my way and slyly smile,
and they dare and taunt me, to take a chance,
to come and dance with them, awhile.

Their daughter’s eyes are stony black,
and her skin’s as white as fallen snow,
and if I dance with her, I wont come back,
I will follow her, where e'er she go.

And every night I hear her sing,
every night she calls to me,
 for me to buy a wedding ring,
and be with her for eternity.

And I know someday, that I must go
that I must go when she doth call,
and that I will die in her flesh of snow    
and I will sway and dance you all.

And forever I’ll live ‘neath a cold, dark sky
forever dancing in her cold, cold arms,
forever and always I will live and die,
forever lost in her in her cruel, cold charms. 

Scattered Thoughts