Samhain, October 31st, the Celtic Pagan religious festival. End of Summer, end of the harvest, and beginning of the darkest period of the year. For the original and ancient cult, it was the end of the year, and also according to other, more sulfurous pagan cults. The date appears in the Compendium Maleficarum of 1608, written by Francesco Maria Guazzo, marked as the second more influential Witches Sabbath, after The Walpurgis Night at the end of April.

Back in time, they wrote many analyses about the last day of October. From the original pagan festival throughout cultural reinterpretations. Renamed in middle English Alholwmesse, meaning All Saints’ Day, it became eventually Halloween.

The Night of All Saints’ Eve. The night where people wear terrifying costumes to keep away the ghosts. A night where kids have a lot of fun going door to door, asking for Treat or Trick.

I was never a fan. I’ve always found this kind of festivity as a money mine for those in business with it. The same I’ve always thought about all the rest of the celebrations based just on marketing. Of course, it could have been a good reason to catch up with people, friends, but the calendar has other three-hundred and sixty-four days to meet up with someone. My Halloween nights were all the same. Couch, a few cans, a pizza from Domino, some TV, and straight to bed. Of course, the mobile rigorously switched off. No invitation to silly parties, please.

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