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[Note: if you are happy and it's a beautiful sunny day, perhaps you'd better avoid this review.]
The first of November is a special day. A surreal peace hovers in the air, the peace of those who now enjoy their eternal rest, blissful and far from the quarrels and adversities of this world. Distant laughs of children echo, joyful in their golden illusion of joy. They had fun the previous evening: now, it's all over. Clouds obscure the sun which, even if it peeked out, would illuminate a cold and barren land. Bells' tolls punctuate the beats of your heart. Life stops, a chilly mist nests around you...almost an aura of despair. Bare trees send prayers to the sky, standing with their rugged and sharp branches, and a heavy grayness falls on your eyelids.
A first of November will come when you will feel sadder than usual, even more weary and frustrated than normal. It seems unreal, yet it is so. And in your heart will stir a whisper, or perhaps a cry. You will go out in search of answers, making your way through people. You will see the deep furrows on the faces of the elderly, marks of the infamous time that drags everything with it. You will see others laughing and joking, close yet distant, heedless of you, of your feelings, heedless of anything. And you will see, in a moment of grim revelation, even their foolish castle of conventions, erected on the finest sand.
You will go to the sea, which will stretch mute and black before you, a ruthless mirror of our profound solitude. You will go to the mountains, but even if you climbed the highest peak, the clouds of those who have known quiet will always be there, mocking, a hand's breadth away, unreachable. You will go into the forest, defaced by man, contaminated like our soul. You would like to react, get angry, but a dark and extinguished heart cannot ignite. You will return home sad, head down, hands in your pockets, while leaves decompose and the breeze lashes your face.
And when you find yourself in a solitary and isolated street, darkness of night will fall on the world and a tear will spring from the well of your eyes.
And from that tear will be born "Between Elation And Despair".
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