Regarding this site
My name is Michael McCuen, and I can no longer keep these things to myself.
Since the age of two I have been plagued with vivid and disquieting dreams. Early in childhood I developed a deeply morbid curiosity.
I put these down to being a remarkably active sleepwalker, and for having as a child witnessed the drowning death of my Mother's fiancé (she was to re-marry due to my actual father having abandoned us shortly after my birth).
During my life I have constructed an elaborate, persistent, and navigable dreamscape. The Ossuary is my attempt to shift to the web the furiously scribbled notes from my dream journals, along with the mental debris that may have caused them. I will share with you pages from my notebooks, sketchbooks, photographs, and collections of curiosities.
Occasionally people I know will appear in my dreams, and I see no reason to inflict any embarrassment or harm upon them. To that end all names will be obscured.
Do be warned that, apart from names, I am not censoring the content in any way, and that there will be mention of things both grisly and sexual from time to time.
The contents of the site are not in any chronological order (at least not at the beginning). The entries appear in the order I happened to enter them.
Of particular interest to those with morbid sensibilities is "The Dreadful Scrapbook", containing gruesome news articles from an 1895 scrapbook I obtained long ago, and a sizable collection of Victorian Post-Mortem photographs.
Having only just begun this work, you must bear with me while I add more content. The layout of the site may change from time to time as I try to organize my thoughts.
I hope to at least hold your interest. Thank you for visiting.