“I mean, come on—how could we lose?”
Embrace the demon this weekend. Bathe in the light of glorious Luna Full, close your eyes and listen to the night. It’s all around us anyway, the supernatural, all the time. Whether it’s ghost-draped Öktöber or the cruel white glare of a January afternoon or the warm wet balm of a tropic dusk, the supernatural is all around us fucking constantly. The flap of a wing, the creak of a rope. All around us. Constantly. If you listen, you will hear it. Not proof, no, but the natural world is a constant river that feeds the willingness of the human imagination to believe in the other, the unknown, some-thing else.
“Nature is a haunted house—but Art—is a house that tries to be haunted.” — Emily Dickinson.
That’s exactly right. The haunted world may not have been made for you, but it exists and waits for your eyes and ears. Enjoy it. Taste it. Revel in what the satyrs of the mind offer, worship the sensuous curves of the serpent. Don’t go to the movies for a fucking “scary experience” this weekend, don’t trot out that copy of Bride of Frankenstein—fucking embrace the night and touch the goddamn dark side. I command everyone reading these words to go fucking nuts this weekend, to go forth with freedom and love. And you know, “Do no harm.”
About the image: On Oct. 7, 2010, NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory, or SDO, observed its first lunar transit when the new moon passed directly between the spacecraft (in its geosynchronous orbit) and the sun. With SDO watching the sun in a wavelength of extreme ultraviolet light, the dark moon created a partial eclipse of the sun.