Happy Halloween, everyone! They say that the veil between the mortal and the spirit worlds is particularly thin on Samhein, or All Hollow's Eve. It is the realm of the dark recesses of our subconscious, the one day when we are all encouraged to dress up as our subconscious desires. This is THE queer holiday, of course.
This Halloween was marked by Hurricane Sandy striking at Gotham, and we're all quoting 'The Dark Knight Rises':
There's a storm coming, Mr. Wayne. You and your friends better batten down the hatches, because when it hits, you're all gonna wonder how you ever thought you could live so large and leave so little for the rest of us.Curiously, the homoerotic comics house Class Comics published "Sandstorm" on October 9, syncing Sandy to Set, the Egyptian god of the desert and storms. This is important because Set murdered Osiris, thus causing the "sun" to set.
Osiris = Consciousness, Set = Subconscious.
Mr. Sandman, the dreaming mind.
I was fascinated that in Stanley Kubrick's The Shining, the Overlook Hotel is taken over by Jack Torrence on or about Halloween (via KD12). We all know that Jack Nicholson is always playing "the devil", so quite clearly, the USA has been taken over by the subconscious, the "sand storm" being the signifier.
Oddly enough, I don't see this as a negative, but as an opportunity. If it's true that the subconscious writes our reality into being, then we might consider this a "writer's strike".
Let's give Jack a break. The devil only knows what he might cook up.
2 comments:
'Oddly enough, I don't see this as a negative, but as an opportunity. If it's true that the subconscious writes our reality into being, then we might consider this a "writer's strike".'
Pirate Jenny got tired of scrubbing the floors for you children all the time and called in the Strangers from the Id . . .
The Chordettes are the voice of the secret Dreaming Self, alone with nobody to call her own. Mr. Sandman will give her the Crystal (Apple) to show her her Dreams, but people in masks cannot be trusted. When reflections replace reality, the thieves move in.
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