Halloween and People

wake up. open your your eyes. this moment right now, it's all you got to change to move to act to feel to anger and rise. wake up, open your eyes.
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
For Halloween I was going to be Carole Burnette as Scarlett Ohara. maybe i'll do that next year.
For Halloween I was going to stay at home and watch an old movie on 26.4 and eat popcorn and enjoy the company of me. I like the company of me.
For Halloween I was going to forget that you told me living was like swallowing gasoline. maybe i'll do that next year.

People are the same, no matter where you look. People are people are people. This might sound strange, but really. I've done a lot of research. I have devoured fiction. followed by non-fiction. followed by fantasy. followed by drama. followed by reality. I've swallowed most of them after chewing extensively. Some I took in a gulp. This is what I have discovered. People are people no matter where you look. People are people and writing is writing, and whatever happens, happens.
so,
what does this means in non-inside allthein-between's head language?
That human beings can't help being human.
And that being human can be a terrible and beautiful thing all at the same time wrapped up in a box of chocolates, hidden in a garden maze and thrown out to sea in a bottle that gets sucked down by the Bermuda triangle and melted into the center of the earth.

(the happening part I stole from Douglas Adams- but isn't it absolutely amazing when you think about it)