When Two Dimensions Collide
I was driving home through a quiet suburban neighborhood when the surrounding area suddenly took on a somewhat ethereal quality.
Maybe it’s the haze enveloping everything in its shroud but things sure seemed…………different.
It was real quiet, too quiet if you ask me and Linkin Park blasting through the stereo system of my car couldn’t do much to change the overall mood at that time.
It’s almost as if I had inadvertently driven through an inter-dimentional door and caught a glimpse of the world beyond.
Then it hit me - Hungry Ghost started a few days ago. The doors of Hell supposedly opened and the hungry denizens of the netherworld are prowling the streets looking for food or revelling in the temporary freedom that they get once a year even as I sit here and write this.
This is the time when parents set a curfew for their virgin daughters. Hah! As if that will work in this day and age.
Strange things have been known to happen, some fatally dangerous if one is not careful about his deeds and words.
Once again, for a few nights at least during this whole month, neighborhoods will come alive with Traditional Chinese Operas or concerts, for the the enjoyment of the living and the dead.
But it seems due to the recession, it will be a quieter affair this year.
Yeah, quiet indeed. I have seen nor heard a whisper of anything thus far.
But whatever it is, I couldn’t get out of that neighborhood soon enough. It was a huge sigh of relief when I finally hit the highway with its busy traffic and I can sing along with Linkin Park again.
