Do ghosts believe in the existence of humans? (And do they strive to evangelize the wispy-disbelievers?)

Happy Halloween!

Assuredly, those who move among us unseen,
who slide blindly by mirrors
and see each other as wisps of smoke,
inadvertently riffling curtains,
accidentally startling small children,
flying above the feathery cities of Cassiopeia,
floating through ethereal libraries,
meeting each other in the charmed cafés of Polaris
for vacuous mugs of ectoplasm,
chatting, whusp whusp and chuff chuff…
hover, celestially, above it all.

But do they gather at the gauzy river
     every Sunday
to pray to the Great and Good Solid?

Do they debate and theorize the existence of Substance,
Its bio-attendants
and their diurnal ministrations?

Do they preach the fall of an Ancient Human?
that old Dissuader of the Specific and Particular,
that Seducer who makes war against the Viscous and Gluey
and the Righteous Position Mono-Solidism.

Is their commission the evangelization
    of the Transdimensional Whole?
convicting all the lost incorporealists,
condemning misty-disbelievers,
the a-somatics, the a-anthropists;
warning of the consummation of Substance,
caroling with anticipation the time of Emanation,
which is preceded by a rapturous Manifestation
and the tribulated Occlusion,
ushering in the great day of Materialization.

The great and terrible day of Solidity,
when all will be Matter.