All Souls. Día de los muertos. Samhain. Halloween. All Saints.
The hours from 31 October through 2 November are just chock full of us looking over our shoulders at mortality, whistling in the dark, building bonfires to push back the night, dressing up as someone or something we aren’t, communing with the departed & generally displaying our defiance at the Last Unknown.
Night is taking over day & we have to convince ourselves that we’re somehow going to trick the Almighty into bringing back the light or even into skipping over us when sending the Angel of Death on his appointed rounds.
But this is also a time for, well, for just plain being weird. & for concocting strange—really strange things—with pumpkins.
For example:
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