I’ve never really been a big fan of Halloween. I don’t boycott it, I give out candy to the kids who come to the door, but it’s just never really been my thing. I notice some of my neighbours already decorating, trees hung with spiderwebs, skeletons and gravestones on the grass, and I just kind of shrug and close the curtains. Intellectually I comprehend the thrill of fear, but I just can’t get into it. Not this year.
The best part of Halloween really is Second Life, and particularly all the themed creations out there that can be used as inspiration. Take this skin for example, a group gift from Lumae called “Lady Death”. The minute I saw it I knew it would break my blogging silence.
Fear is a strange thing, unique to each and every one of us. You have one don’t you. Is it spiders? Ghosts? Flying in a plane? Commitment? The fears we know are easy, we can for the most part go through our lives if not avoiding at least preparing to cope with them. After all, they are as much a part of us as our hair or skin and we’ve had decades learning to manage them.
Unexpected fears are the worst though. Imagine not knowing you were afraid of something until it’s right in front of your face. Unavoidable. Inescapable. No amount of twisting or turning removes it from view, not even closing your eyes works. It’s not a nightmare, it doesn’t go away when you wake up, but sleep doesn’t help much either even if you can manage a few hours. With no prior experience to temper your initial reaction, with no learned or inborn coping mechanism, how would you handle it?
Some of you would do really well I’m sure, some people are just like that. Grace, class and fortitude under any circumstance. I’m not one of those people which was a really fabulous thing to learn about myself. Now I know that if I ever find myself in a Zombie Apocalypse or the subject of an Alien Abduction, I probably won’t do as well as I always thought I would. I’d cry apparently, then pout, then kick stuff, then eat, and eat some more, then yell at everyone I care about, then cry some more. Sooner or later though my best quality would emerge, my hidden super power. Sarcasm. Hey, we all need a thing, at least I know mine now.
Where was I? Oh yes, fear. Wanna try something? Let’s irradiate the human body and see if only the healthy cells survive.
Sounds legit. I’m in.
If you think about it too much, which I’ve been known to do, it makes you wonder how many cells survive something like that. What percentage of the body is dead?
Regardless of circumstance or cause, there are countless people who find themselves feeling half dead every day all over the world. It’s a pretty remarkable moment when you realize you are one of them, don’t worry, you won’t miss it if you are in the bathroom. Actually, odds are it’ll happen to you while you are in a bathroom, but that’s another story.
The trick isn’t realizing you are half dead, it’s remembering that technically you are still half alive. Now, if you want to dwell on one side of that equation for a while, please do. I have. Shamelessly and without regret. There is no time limit, no rules, no standard you need to uphold. There is nothing you have to prove to anyone, I promise.
One day though, the scale will tip. You will find yourself in the half alive side. I know that sounds corny but I need you to believe that, because I need to believe that.
Skin: “Evie : 2 – Cream / Lady Death” Group Gift Lumae http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Kassar/34/33/1502
Panties: “RadPanties” from MetaTheodora (now Chariot) https://marketplace.secondlife.com/p/MetaTheodora-RadPanties/5575501
Hair: “Stone Cold Seduction” Exile (previous Hair Fair Style)