(Source: theblacklodge)
(Source: twinpeaks4eva)
“These uhh, these evil sorcerers - Dugpas they’re called, they cultivate evil for the sake of evil, nothing else. They express themselves in darkness, for darkness without leavening motive. This ardent purity allows them to access a secret place where the cultivation of evil proceeds in an exponential fashion. And with it, the furtherance of evil’s resulting power. This place of power is tangible, and as such, can be found; entered; and perhaps utilized in some fashion. The Dugpas have many names for them, but chief among them is The Black Lodge.”
(Source: jazz-malkin)
(Source: jazz-malkin, via fuckyeahredroom)
Once upon a time, there was a place of great goodness called the White Lodge. Gentle fawns gathered there amongst laughing, happy spirits. The sounds of innocence and joy filled the air. When it rained, it rained sweet nectar that infused one’s heart to live life with true beauty. Generally speaking, a ghastly place, reeking of virtue in a showered smell, engorged with the whispering prayers of kneeling mothers, mewling newborns, and fools, both young and old compelled to do good without reason. But I’m happy to point out that our story does not end in this sutured place of joy and success. For there is another place, its opposite. A place of almost unimaginable power, chock full of dark forces and vicious secrets. No prayers dare enter this frightful maw, for spirits there care not for good deeds or priestly implications. They are likely to rip the flesh from your bones then greet you with a happy “good day”. And of the highest, these spirits in this hidden land of unmuffled screams and broken hearts offer up a power so vast that its bearer might reorder the Earth, to his liking. Now this place is called the Black Lodge… and I intend to find it…
Windom Earl, Twin Peaks
Windom Earl, Twin Peaks
(Source: fuckyeahredroom)
(Source: fuckyeahredroom)
