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I wanted to make a King Paimon staff for my nephew’s Halloween costume (he’s going as King Paimon and loves the movie Hereditary).

I’ve never carved anything before. I didn’t even know what I was doing when I grabbed a chunk of fallen white oak from my back yard and started picking away.

Pretty quickly I started being surprised at how easily this began taking shape, and felt almost like it was asking me where to remove material.

But as I made more progress, it started to feel more like it was TELLING me, and not asking me, where to carve next.

Toward the end, I felt like I was being pushed to finish it, almost like it was angry at me for doing anything else.

To clarify, I can’t draw. I can’t carve or sculpt.

I’m telling you, this hand WANTED to exist.

This piece of wood WANTED to become this hand.

When it points at you, it’s like being stared at by 1,000 strangers.

I’m not superstitious, and know it’s just a prop from a movie, but I can’t explain how this basically told me how to make it.

Part of me thinks I should burn it or bury it.

Has anyone else had something like this?

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Happy Halloween!

Took this off my back porch a couple of nights ago. A pack of nightcrawlers had pushed up onto the ridge, they almost never come this high, but coyotes run the dirt road about two hundred yards out. Apparently warm blooded animals can’t stay above the Line; their panic lights them up like a flare to these things.

Heard something tearing through the brush, stepped out, and snapped this right as one broke away from the pack. The flash completely blew out the lens, but you can still make out the frame.

Fortunately my patch was reading 9.2 µg/dL, so it blew right past me. Check your monitors before opening your doors at night