BIRTHDAY BLESSINGS OF CLIVE BARKER
In the shadowed folds of imagination, where ink becomes flesh, and stories breathe like hidden spirits, a name hums through the lattice of time: Clive Barker.
Today, the veils thin. Candles flicker in corridors unseen, casting labyrinthine shadows that twist and pulse like the worlds you conjure.
Your mind—a crucible of the uncanny, where desire and fear entwine, where the tender and the monstrous dance on the knife-edge of creation.
The blood of your visions runs through the veins of countless dreamers, igniting hidden doors in the landscapes of the soul.
May this orbit around the sun be touched by the luminous, the forbidden, the secret geometries of joy and horror, where each heartbeat is a portal, each thought a sigil, each word a spell that folds the cosmos closer to your hand.
Here, on the altar of your year, we honor the dark, the light, and the worlds only you could summon. Happy journey through the turning of the clock, magus of flesh and shadow, architect of the unseen.