This is Halloween!
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller."
It's halloween. That beautiful balance of dark and light. The time when the veil of the living and dead are supposed to cross.
Some fear the darkness. Others become it.
But there is a third path, own it.
When we can see the darkness, feel it, face it, then we can own it. Acknowledge the parts of ourselves that hide. The parts that we deny. The parts that "can't be us."
Oh but they are there... in everyone.
Nothing to hide from. Rather, it is something to pierce and conquer. Maybe it is in the darkness we find the greatest light. The greatest strength.
Into the darkness!
Muahahahahaha (evil Vincent Price laugh)