FC: I Clutch The Ivy Crown Rafe
1: "Nor bleeding grape can slacken the thirst wherewith I pine" -Edith Thomas
2: Evohe! Bromios! Bull-Thunderer! You've shown me the gate to the labyrinth You've poured sweet wine down my throat You drive me mad in the wilderness You enter me when I think I cannot hold you You tear me apart like a sacrifice I have gone to the dark with you I will go to the dark with you I will chase you down the labyrinth's corridors I will dance in the fire with snakes for hair I will call your name, Persephone's child, Dionysus! Zagreus! Eubouleus! Iakkhos! Evohe! Evohe! Evohe!
3: O Lord, intoxicate me with the wine of Thy Love. Place the chains of Thy slavery on My feet; Make me empty of all but Thy love. The hunger Thou has awakened culminates in fulfillment. - Sufimaster Sheikh Abdullah Ansari
4: Where shall we tread the dance, tossing our white heads in the dances of the god? - Euripides
5: I will have been dancing I will have tasted the wine felt the sweet embrace of the savage fetterings of the mind I will have called forth the bull I will have been torn to pieces Nymphs will have seen my body I will have seen the bodies of Nymphs This will have once been my home before I will have retreated to the forest I will have touched the minds of the Gods and retreating, I will always have been dancing. - Nuri, "future perfect"