Halloween has historically been a night for children, however in recent years it has been embraced by some adults as the unofficial high holy day of freakdom. It's one of those nights where you have the opportunity to draw a blueprint for yourself, step into it, and become anyone or anything you wish to be. On the evening of October 31, 2008 I experienced what could only be described as the last night in Pompeii. It was a premonition of impending catastrophe, a true extinction level event and how the earth's inhabitants would interact and celebrate knowing full well that the end was near and there was nothing they could do. It was the perfect backdrop for Halloween. I slipped into all black, ventured into the night, and zeroed in on reckless abandon with other individuals that by choice or non-choice have fallen through the cracks of conventional society. The night air was cool, and I anticipated what was sure to be an excellent celebration and over the top feast for the optic nerve. My intent was deliberate, to exclude the average, to reject the mundane, to not rub elbows with dullards. I ventured to Conti Street in downtown Mobile, and passed through an invisible membrane that once breached, forever altered the time-space continuum. You could feel the effect in the center of your brain. The freaks were out in droves and the night opened up a door for the ordinary to get in touch with their real selves. A veritible sea of humanity in the last throws of existence sloshed about as the clock approached the witching hour. My plans are in place. Pompeii is once again on the calender for 2009.
No comments:
Post a Comment