That’s right, I love darkness. I love the serenity that comes from moonlight and the disappearance of the sun every day. I enjoy really gory horror movies and I think black is a good color for my clothing. I seriously dig so-called “evil” imagery and I collect little skull figures.

I know there are a lot of people out there who think that people like me are chronically morbid and melancholy. I am well aware of the “goth” and “emo” stereotypes that get thrown my way. I’m not either of them, if you care. Sometimes a love of darkness is just that.

Don’t listen to anyone who tells you that happy people don’t dress a certain way. The same applies for anything that actually makes you happy. You can be a decent, courteous, and loving person regardless of how you look.

Now wrap your mind around this. I loved Hostel, and yet I am against violence and hate. How is this possible you ask? The answer is this: Horror movies are a wonderful exploration of fantasy and magic and they are full of amazing works of art in the guise of special effects makeup. I see a horror movie as an art gallery in motion. The stories are fictional and I’m smart enough to know that. Frankly, the news upsets me more than the most gruesome things I have ever seen in a movie. I know the difference between fantasy and reality. I know how to indulge one without forgetting the other.

I love the dark, and I am happier because of that.

dracoselene

I'm an artist, writer, ordained interfaith minister, veteran, spiritualist, androgyne, and piles of other labels that never seem to fit. I'm following my passion and attempting to make myself and the world a better place. I think that through compassion and understanding we can all become one unified race of human beings, and life is better when you remember to play.