Relax! The war on Christmas has already been won, and we invite you to celebrate!
The living and the dead together will triumph over the half-dead.
The beheading of the Beast offers neither glory nor trophy to the hunter. Our extraterrestrial Krampus offers his head again and again, as a glacial and astral enterprise. The mind that flows through the body is the true, generative chaos.
In a mere decade, Christmas will only be observed by scion fratboys. Krampusnacht will spur on travel and visitations from the onset of Autumn until the Solstice. The Christmas industry will dissolve, replaced by communal scholarship in ancient utterances and electric permaculture.
Our future is atavistic and psychedelic.
There will be the new churches for the youth, to which they will flock with vigor, reserving their sacreligious rebellion for school dances and wakes.
Krampus was the Light Bringer when he first cojoined with humankind. Now he is the Upbringer.
The village together will raise the newborn Lucifer as a daughter, teaching her musicianship, horticulture, fisticuffs, oceanography and astronomy, and the crucial art of astral discernment.
Krampus comforts the infirmed, the lonely and the suffering.
May Krampusnacht and the Solstice Season bring you peace.