and the celebration of spooky things.
Oh, I don't mean the truly terrifying—like the continuing chasms between people;
and the heritage of hate and distrust that seems will never die.
Or the way of the world--
to take from those who have not and give to those that have.
No, I mean what might be called a more direct yet still complex horror--
ghosts, vampires, monsters and the exploration of the characters, known and hidden,
that mysteriously reside deep in your psyches--
representing something not entirely clear—but fun to face.
So here's to the excitement of wearing the mask of someone else
and in so doing,
recognizing something about yourself.
Here's to the thrill of fright in the dark of night.
Here's to the Hallowed.
Say, I almost forgot--
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