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Oriental Vampires. . . Beware of Whom You LOVE
"Painted Skin" : Beware of Sex
I grew up in Italy, and my sister was five years older than me, when she was 9 years old, my father warned her that men will try to have sex with her at her age and not too take ice cream or gifts. My sister, Mary, had long legs and was very attractive. She was as tall has her grade school teachers.
My mother had a different strategy, for she told her the Chinese classic tale called "Painted Skin" about a woman abused by men who became a vampire-fox spirit-zombie, called Huju jing. The tale scared the shit out of my sister, who was as tall as my mother at the age of nine, and men thought she was an adult, for she was fully developed. Therefore she avoided men because she didn't to become a vampire.
I didn't date until I was 25 years old, for I thought all women were vampires. LOL. Girls follow me around school and asked me out. However, they scared the shit out of me. Ironically, I became a Asian Ghothic scholar because I read these tales and watched the movies about fox spirits.
Even the famous Naruto, the anime ninja, is a fox spirit. Beware of sexy men and women
◢╱╱╱L╲╲╲◣ Loving life more . . .
◥╲╲╲O╱╱╱◤ Observing nature more. . .
◢╱╱╱V╲╲╲◣ Viewing a new perspective. . .
◥╲╲╲E╱╱╱◤ Entering a mindful state . .
❤️Women as Shapeshifting Fox Spirits in Chinese Tales of the Strange
Indeed, I am currently writing a script about Asian vampires as shapeshifting demons to be filmed next year. I have lived in Japan and traveled the world doing samurai demonstrations fighing invincible fox spirits. I practice Katori Shinto Ryu, the original samurai art. Nothing seems to change.
Asian Fox Demons Are Usually Feminine Spirits
Keep in mind, these demons are actually aliens from another planet. Because women as victims are often physically and sexually mistreated by men in Chinese culture; for the demons, women are the perfect vehicle in which to hide in as they prey on their real victim: men.
According to scholar, Patrick Galloway, the Judeo-Christian approaches to the supernatural start to crumble for Western audiences when exposed to Eastern traditions because of the conflicting cultural sensibilities that arise.
Things in the dark operate according to different laws in different cultures; thus, for my students at a Midwestern university, Asian horror does not translate successfully culturally especially the Chinese narratives of the "strange" or xiaoshuo.
Within a challenging polyphany of voices, the Chinese master of the strange, Pu Song Ling (1640–1715) wrote stories about fox spirits, hulu jing, specifically one called "Painted Skin" which maintains a special place in the horror heart of Asians and has been made into a multitude of films, television shows, and music videos. This centers on ways students can culturally understand these alien shape shifting spirits of the hulu jing.
Critical Creativity of San Jiao
One pedagogical approach that I have found effective is what I call "Critical Creativity" where I ask my classes to rethink these tales and reconstruct them trying to maintain their cultural nuances through religious, psychological, and political lenses.
We start with Marxist theory to match the Confucian Marxism of Chinese society today. We uncover the three teachings of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism , the San Jiao , which operate in a symbiotic manner as exoteric knowledge.
Later, the class starts to merge into the esoteric lens of alchemist magic that better explicates these tales of the strange. Join me as I cut into the silence of the marginalized gender in search of karmic eternal justice: the bao.
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"Women as Shapeshifting Fox Spirits" (2017)
The complete chapter is published in: "Horror Literature and Dark Fantasy" Edited by Mark A. Fabrizi, Ph.D.
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I learn so much from your posts!
This was so interesting! I love Asian folk law and I’m eager to learn more. It’s so interesting to discover what different cultures fear through these tails. Thank you for photographing the text. I will be reading.