A weirdo, a seeker of the gloom,
the specters, the morbid woo.
With maudlin instincts, a love for the unknown,
presenting phantasy and narratives
as a compelling phenomenon.
Not telling you directly what to think,
but led surgically to a “what if”.
On a fast lane was my conviction.
Such a character didn’t belong
to mainstream television.
My disapprobation went far beyond
any discussion — my view, headstrong.
Objective reality, only that counts.
Religion, superstition, in my mind
a falsehood with no bounds.
The rarefied world of the afterlife,
conspiracies secluded underground,
the supernatural, the bizarre vice.
Everything deflected,
from my rational judgment,
my ruth, cold as ice.
Then, a God called Time or Bloom,
on a zephyr brought curiosity,
humble fairness, respect,
critically-bounded interest.
Old virtues, all necessary,
to see foreign goodness with caution,
not to mix object and perception,
to keep what it is as it is,
and observe your own interpretation.
A journalist, a communicator
compromised with what he loves:
the blend of storytelling,
the spooky, the murky,
and the trigger of woes.
A free thinker, admonisher of censure,
a despiser of mainstream thinking,
a devotee of myth, oniric adventures.
An explorer of oral transmission,
indulging the limits of truth
in favor of discovery,
a true voyager of Anthropology.
His show, a telegenic product,
a bait for our unavoidable humanity,
a feast for wondering souls,
who see beyond factual reality.
Separate mythos from logos,
science from mysticism,
to see the beauty in his work.
Open your heart to the alternative,
the fables, the unscientific world.
So you, too, will owe him an apology
for thinking he is a hoax.
He never tried to convince you,
but to make you navigate your discomfort zone.
He never preached about the impossible,
never wanted you to believe in ghosts.
His is a much subtler purpose,
to beacon your hindsight, your bias,
to make you question the self-evident,
and discover the gamut of colors
that make your human experience,
to make you, from orthodoxy, a dissident.