Jessey de Nijs and Keanu Schipper present a grimoire melancholia, a book of magick on how to summon a rather dewy eyed and crestfallen entity long disconnected from its perished body. It simultaneously renders a diary capturing the sorrowful lament of a deity displaced. Lethargic and home sick for Naraka but more so than anything else, just very bored.
“After parting I know not If he is far or near, what meest the eye is bleak and doleful.
Slowly he journeys, slowly he goes further, slowly his letters grow fewer.
Broad are the waters, deep swim the fish, where can I ask for him
In depth of the night the wind and bamboos tap out the music of autumn
Myriad leaves give a thousand sounds - all are lamentation
So I choose the solitary pillow in search of dreams, but dreams come not, and the lamp is guttering out.”