Archive for the 'ritual' Category
First tattoo: Full leg
”The worm”
Our story begins, as these stories often do, with a young boy dreaming of becoming a pirate. Pirates have wooden legs, scurvy, eye-patches and monstrous tattoos filling their big, hairy, Caribbean-sun burnt arms. I guess you know where this story is heading already.
Honestly I have no exact memory of when I encountered tattoos for [...]
Second suspension
A week ago I got to experience my second suspension. And that experience was perfection.
Many asks me how it feels, why I put myself through it, if it hurts terribly and all other possible thoughts that might pop up watching a man hanging from hooks in flesh. Many are even ”uuhh, that’s he who hangs [...]
First suspension
I wrote this the night I made my first suspension. Here’s the translation.
It’s 8:58 PM and I have 20 fresh wounds on my body.
I’m exhausted physically and mentally in a way I cannot remember I’ve ever been before. It is frustrating because there are so many things I want to do and say, but also [...]







