Post by Lady Desari on Oct 21, 2006 12:01:16 GMT -5
Hey everyone. You know what time of year this is. I post this every year and hope everyone has a great Halloween.
Each year they parade her about the traditional Halloween witch. Misshapen green face, stringy scarps of hair, and a toothless mouth beneath her deformed nose.
Gnarled knobby fingers twisted into a claw protracting from bent and twisted torso that lurches on wobbly legs
Most think this abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind or merely a Halloween caricature. I believe this to be how witches were really seen
Consider that most witches were women tat were abducted in the night and smuggled into dungeons or prison, under the secrecy of darkness to be presented by the light of day as a confessed witch
Few if any saw a frightened, normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture, to be questioned until she confessed to anything suggested to her. To give names or whatever would stop the questions. Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world as a witch
As the witch was paraded through town en route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned or disposed of in various other forms of Christian love, all created to free and save her soul from her depraved body. The jeering crowds viewed the results of hours of torture. The face bruised and broken by countless blows bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone, replaced by a grimace of broken teeth and torn gums that leers beneath a battered disfigured nose. The disheveled hair conceals the bleeding gaps of torn scalp, from whence cruel hands torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support, fractured fingers with nails torn away locked like groping claw’s to steady her broken body. All semblance of humanity gone this truly was a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch.
I revere this Halloween crone and hold her sacred above all. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of man. Each year I shed tears of respect when the mundane exhibit their Christian love
Each year they parade her about the traditional Halloween witch. Misshapen green face, stringy scarps of hair, and a toothless mouth beneath her deformed nose.
Gnarled knobby fingers twisted into a claw protracting from bent and twisted torso that lurches on wobbly legs
Most think this abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind or merely a Halloween caricature. I believe this to be how witches were really seen
Consider that most witches were women tat were abducted in the night and smuggled into dungeons or prison, under the secrecy of darkness to be presented by the light of day as a confessed witch
Few if any saw a frightened, normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture, to be questioned until she confessed to anything suggested to her. To give names or whatever would stop the questions. Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world as a witch
As the witch was paraded through town en route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned or disposed of in various other forms of Christian love, all created to free and save her soul from her depraved body. The jeering crowds viewed the results of hours of torture. The face bruised and broken by countless blows bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone, replaced by a grimace of broken teeth and torn gums that leers beneath a battered disfigured nose. The disheveled hair conceals the bleeding gaps of torn scalp, from whence cruel hands torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support, fractured fingers with nails torn away locked like groping claw’s to steady her broken body. All semblance of humanity gone this truly was a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch.
I revere this Halloween crone and hold her sacred above all. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of man. Each year I shed tears of respect when the mundane exhibit their Christian love
