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Once upon a time, long before neon lights and plastic skulls, Halloween was a night of silence, fire, and remembrance. It grew out of the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain, when people celebrated the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter—a time of cold, darkness, and transition.It was believed that on the night between October 31 and November 1, the boundary between the living and the dead became thinner,
and the souls of the deceased returned to earth. To avoid being recognized by spirits, people wore masks and old clothes,and to ward off evil spirits, they lit bonfires and left offerings at the doorsteps of their homes.He didn't want to scare anyone; he wanted to avoid being recognized by the spirits, to pass the night unnoticed,like a traveler between two worlds.This Halloween was mysterious, philosophical, filled with respect for death and light. A modern spectacle. Today, Halloween has become a plastic fair. Masks have been replaced by latex monsters, lanterns by electric string lights,
and bonfires are replaced by smartphone flashlights.Commercialism has transformed the night of the transition into a circus of horror, where the scary isn't scary, just tasteless and loud. But true fear isn't in blood or monsters. It's in silence, in an old photo, in a forgotten symbol, in the flame of a small candle burning in a pumpkin in the wind. True mysticism doesn't scream; it whispers, and it's this whisper that brings the holiday to life.
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