The Mask of Distraction

I like hallween because we can't stop pretending an outfit on some slinky, hot momma is reason to act unchained and we're not unchained enough people are entwined within their own worlds too often to a level that the rigmarole of keeping one's head afloat is tedious and boring we need a escape clause... I like seeing extemperaneous happen it makes me feel alive because this holiday is planned out by too many too many weeks in advance lacking true spontaneity and that is why you can always tell when someone has busted out an outfit just to fit in for the night- home style material that is glued, painted, stretched or hung from the body these minds are the heros of the evening their candy bags are filled with leprechans but, I only enjoy this once in a while too much make believe, and nothing gets done with massive hangovers compounded with angel wings caught in the house plants so, in the morning, it becomes obvious that, once again, people are bounded by the "real world" they've created and now must return which are the salt mines of their ancestors as whore'o ween rages on it's always some type of mental persuasion we seek to distract ourselves with the masks are what we wear daily the time to put on a real face paint and war with the status quo is now