Holloween

Happy holloween, a day to entertain our hearts with exciting fright and terror. Humans are weird. I think I mispelled a word or two, probably more as I go write along, but hey, who says I can't be dumb on a spooky day.

I habitually nervously scratch my nose as I gather and piece together my scattered thoughts. Do I even have anything particular to write?

No, not really. Something's bothering me, and I subconsciously reach for a blank slate to pen my train of thought. It's an hour more before this day of holloweening ends. I know now, why this day felt like an unusual disappointment: a supposedly festive day is about to end, and I did nothing about it. I let a day waste away, just like every other day. I could have done something fun or different for a change. Watch something scary, play a scary game. But no, I'm trapped in this pseudo-endless cycle of mundane routine of living for another day. I wanted trick or treats, even figuratively, but all I get is the unwelcoming horrors of boring reality.

The reality that there are no ghosts, monsters, zombies, aliens, or any inter-dimensional creatures that exists parallel to this stupid plane of utter insipidity.

Thanks science, thanks for erecting these walls that demarcate what is real and what is possible. Systems and abstractions have been established, any future thoughts and imagination mankind will be restricted within this walls we imposed upon ourselves, for better or worse. Are we nearing the peak of attainable knowledge? Or did we trapped ourselves onto a dead-end?

Yeah, right. Fuck you science and your authoritarian ways that dictate how I think. I'll believe in ghosts, aliens, psychics and time travellers however I want. I may have forgotten about brevity, but o-