October has always been my favorite month, autumn has always been my favorite time of the year, but something happened and suddenly everything changed, what I loved left, what made me happy left and no not the flowers, the summer and spring. October is the month of new year and samhain, Halloween as you might call it, is supposed to be a good month for harvest, grieving, rebirth and praying for the dead. You get only one chance to feel the connection between those who left. October and autumn the greatest month and time of the year will never be the same for me after Mitch Lucker took his last breathe, but praying and casting a ritual spell circle this month for a soul whom still means a lot. Don't forget that your weakness is your strength, face what you think makes you weak because exactly that will make you the strongest. When I took this photo of the most crowed street in my little town I noticed one thing, not a single human but many lost souls. The beauty it brings with the sadness can be comfortable, you find the comfort and grieving is the leaves that has changed colors and falling o the hard cold ground. You don't have to get over the dead ones, and no one has the right to tell you either because everyone mourn differently. Accept the fact they lost their human forms but their spirits will always be close to your heart.
