The Newtown Pentacle

	The first posting in this series was “City of Marble and Beryl“, from the 7th of April in 2010.	1	The second posting in this series was “effulgent valleys“, from the 7th of May in 2010.	1	The third posting in this series was “Strange Prayers “, from the 7th of June in 2010.

June 27, 2010

– photo by Mitch Waxman

There are more shots in the following series up at my flickr page, if you care to view a few more of them. On the 27th of June, the day after a full moon, I found a white candle in front of the seeming altar. A few other incidentals were scattered about.

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Two cigars were in place, both had been lit at some point, but not smoked.

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There was a curious residue in the grass, which looked to me like candle wax or some other sort of resinous substance.

July 26, 2010

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The 26th of July was a full moon, and I showed up the day of… just to see if any preparatory elements had appeared for the night’s ceremony. There were charred bits of grain and burned bone in the spot where the candle wax or resin was last month.

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The white candle was smashed, probably by groundskeepers during routine mowing. I actually ran into a groundskeeper on this trip, an amiable but suspicious man who volunteered “I see all kinds shit up around here, bottles- knives- whatnot” when I queried him about the spot.

August 26, 2010

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The full moon was on the 24th in August, and obligation kept me from St. Michael’s until the 26th. Luckily, whoever is working this ritual site is fastidious, whereas the groundskeeping crew were concentrating on other more… modern… sections of the cemetery.

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This time around, there was a pan of what looked like peanuts (a kind of nuts at least), beans, and some sort of grain floating about in a frothy bath of water. There was intense rain just the day before, and the water very well might have been a natural accumulation.

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This time around, the candle was green, and nestled close to the altar.

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Melted white wax was also apparent.

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Additionally, there was a broken egg in the grass.

September 23, 2010

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Almost disappointed that “my man” didn’t show up on the moon of September 23rd, a humble narrator instead decided to think about the history of the place and the set of assumptions I’ve been operating under in recording this macabre series of scenes.

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First, the things I know for certain. The frequency of events at this location have been dropping off, after a flurry of activity at the start of the holy year at Easter. The site is set up along the meridian points of a compass, and it seems to have been following a lunar calendar since the early summer.

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Meridian points.

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South

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East

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West

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North and approximately 100-150 yards away.

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North and approximately 175 yards away. Bingo.

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Clockwork.

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A plate of great price, north of the new site.

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An odd necklace just south.

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Can this be a medicine bag?

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Just East was this torn apart bird. My first instinct was that this was a kill by one of the many felines which patrol the cemetery,

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But this isn’t how cats kill, and the bird’s sundered remains were all present and the tell tale signs of carnivorous consumption were absent.