Saturday, October 25, 2008


Halloween is descending on us thick and fast, and I am full-heartedly awaiting its arrival. I love Halloween it is without doubt my single favourite holiday. sure, I'm fond of the Big red guy, the anthro-bunny and dear old snake banisher, but There is something about the season and the event.
people see it as a way to score free candy, get completely wasted or dress up and become the centre of attention. but for me and hopefully more others than I inclusively assume, It makes unnaturally happy. there's something extra in the night air, just twinged with a faint smell. the lights seem different, the shadows thicker with the haunting glow of carved jack o' lanterns. in the distance, at the end of my road, I see small groups massing. silhouettes of creatures, the pumpkins lighting the darkness recesses of their visage which from the distance seems to look unnatural, not a mask. nothing looks the same to me, my house never looks better than when it is stooped in Halloween decor and the mediocre streets I live on come alive with the promise of supernatural forces, confused on the yearly Samhain emergence and fearful of the gruesome gourds and costumes. the idea of every tree growing a malevolent personality, every darkness containing ghouls and demons and every pavement flooded with gleeful departed spirits floating through the fallen leaves.
but hell, I am a little crazy so it might just be me. but I only feel like this once a year. I truly love it. it might be because of the gentleman to my right, it might be because I watch to many movies by Tim Burton, the pure fantastic universal horror movie circuit from 1925 to 1957 or featuring the indescribably brilliant Vincent price, it might be my mother's mother who shares my passion for the season. but whatever it is, it has really effected my interests and by extension myself. for starters, look at my blog layout, basically its the haunted mansion I love to carve pumpkins, live and let die is my second favourite bond movie, without his music I would still think Dr.steel looked amazing, I have a thing for the Gothic lady (a dying breed, fucking emos.) and so much more.


thanks for letting me share, the blog will get better

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