Only one holiday is relevant everyday. A retreat from the ghost towns of our minds. Tormented souls gone too soon. Resurrected to remind the world of its failures. Beautiful webs of truth & complexity thrive; only to be swept away by the confines of normalcy once again; in punctually cruel irony. No other holiday is relevant beyond All Hallows Eve; gracefully revealing horribly historic tales of nonsensical negligence. Ignorance is as blissful as any systemic cliche; allowing for the consistent denial & necessary illusion; to function in a supposedly relevant yet oblivious technocracy.
This spooky water flows year round; eternally polluting the ethereal realm; definitely not a festive decoration. Even a sea salt deficiency; unravels the mind exposing truths of subtexts; at much too high volume subconsciously at 3:33 in the am. Ghosts trapped in a frantically scrawled; crocodile tear spotted chicken scratch of complexity; revealed in some tragic gonzo encapsulated romanticism. Poetically broken metric of discombobulation; non functioning; yet rhetorical & rhythmically relevant. Written works surviving censorship; remaining timeless throughout centuries; Infinite jests of the nebulous surrounding fact verses fiction. Demons of mind play seamlessly on all planes of existence. Subconscious monstrosities are inconvenient truths; unsustainable excuses of blundering excess. Reminders of infinite possibilities; of transcendence and unimaginable depths of depravity; ignored by the greedy short sided trappings of industry. Only to be forced into grimoires; burned to fuel the machines of proverbial progress. Resources proposed to be falling in reverse; if for only a few; the rewards seem endless. Definitively not a board game plank walk; or a game show bookmarked by persuasive juxtaposition; supposed evolution from puritanical origins of the witch burning still present not only history books. Attempts at anything at all resembling Utopian; damned as impossible; or against some amusingly useful deity of malice prevalence. Structured hypnosis carefully designed to perpetuate continuous ritualistic sacrifice whilst upholding hypocritically high values. Neither one days triumphs buried by year long plunders; chasing a fallaciously invisible “unholy Grail”; into an anxious realization that business as usual; is a river far from it. A subconscious understanding of every sentient being; secrets of unending possibility held by evergreens; or telepathically multidimensional mycelium. Sigils of intentions and rhythmically synced runes mirroring celestial galaxies of mysterious traditions. Redacted realism to legitimize an overly chemically medicinal age; held back by collapsing of core functionality & delusions defaulting to verisimilitude. Thought encryption only possible with next level nutrition & meditation; as long as the resistance exists bloated overgrown; complicit fraud is relevant. Beyond trivial nightmares of intricate fallacies; metaphorically painted arguments denying mystical truths; empowering existential crisis and finite existence.
So trick or treat; sometimes both at once, without immediate harm or foul; testifying to a grime reality just beyond the over processed sweetness. All but overcome; by an immaculate multicultural parade of colors; or lack there of; beyond all social boundaries, traditions, languages or religions. Historically blamed for all that is dark; by centuries of compounded fear & superstitious confusion; of unlucky black cats, misbehaving pubescent gargoyles & plague baring bats. Although everyday dress up is not possible for most; a truth desperately awaiting its escape; vampires banned from reality and forced prematurely into coffins. Truth lurking at the cellular level can not be denied; twisted up into a mood from the trappings of daily life; bubbling over from deep within endlessly haunting melancholy. The final word on the right of wrongs; framed as some devils night indulgence; an occult truth tellers paradise to engineer an evolution. Coming across a rambling diatribe of mediocre vocabulary or artifice at best. Thus caustic negligence is empowered. Society remains an archaic post apocalyptic wasteland of complicit theft of snuffed artistry; legality minefield of planned obsolescence; global tragedy of communication breakdown dancing to the tick of a doomsday clock. Those who know understand this paradoxical reality. However grim and hopeless everything seems; somehow flowers seem to translate natures message all the same; and without eyes to see. Doth everyday is Halloween.
