Eerie Embraces from the Peculiar Purgatory

Devil-James is not a fan of money and is a spiritual writer who writes only for the art alone, so in all reality, he has no concern whatsoever if you read this book. However, if you are already a fan or self-proclaimed proud member of the "Devil-James Cult" or still find yourself genuinely interested in the weird & unique style of Devil-James, then here is a vague foggy description of what you are about to get yourself in to... Somewhere high above into the dreary dark midnight skies, the slow-rolling thunderclouds of doomy deception disguise the way out. Some kind of sinister secretive eerie exit from these wicked worlds of wasted wonder. The only jaded joke is that it appears the only way to find this escape from the ferocious fate of the brutal begging is to follow the misplaced steps of Devil-James carefully and cautiously into the cynical creepy descent of doom. A terrifying trek into the vindictive void. Of course, you could spare yourself the haunting horror of not reading this and perhaps save yourself the maniacal madness that could well convert you into a stark raving lunatic, hopelessly as bat-shit crazy as Devil-James himself. You have been warned. It's not too late to skip this dreadful, dark delusion while you can. For the rest of you, welcome to the eerie embraces of the peculiar purgatory. We've been waiting for you so so long. We have all missed you so so much.