(Repost) Thirty-first Minor Spirit of October: Real?

[roseembolism]

 Thirty-first Minor Spirit of October
Real?
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.

“Are they real?” Are you joking?

I mean seriously? After everything I’ve said, everything I’ve shown you this month? Are they real?

OK, fine whatever. All the talk of liminal states, night time or twilight encounters, things seen out of the corners of the eye...you wonder if they're real or a product of our minds.

But here’s the thing. It doesn’t matter. It really doesn’t.

Perception is reality. Everything you experience is a product of your mind. You see a woman walking around a pond on a misty morning, and then she disappears. You get chased by a black dog with red glowing eyes on a dark road at midnight. Did it really happen outside of you? As much as getting hit by a car. As the rapper Del once said, “remember that it's all in your head”

So what I’m saying, if you see a lighthouse on a stormy night, if a light in a window calls to you, if you hear the howling of motorcycles at night, they're real enough for you. Whether or not someone else can see it doesn't matter, because you're in the middle of it.

Except for me. I'm always in the middle of it.

And right now? it doesn’t matter if they’re really out there, or your mind is telling you they are. They’re pissed off as hell, and if you set a foot outside, you’ll die.

So stop waving that knife around, and hand it to me. I’m going to make a circle from my blood, and you’re going to sit in it, until the sun comes up. Me...I’m going to go outside and let them take me...well, wherever. I’ll figure something out.

I’ll be OK, I think.

You’ll see me again, at least.

Somewhere.