The account you will find below is a fictitious journal of an unknown person. He refers to himself as “I”, and talks about a dream. How could I simply brush off such an adventure while I was desperately bored with life? And how “fun” is life supposed to be, anyway? Well, I guess terminal boredom…
Tag: God
Last Man, Lost Man, Take Heed!
Between the deep valleys they called, voices rose from hearts to the (then!) reachable skies, the pristine lakes dotting their soul and the foaming rivers of ecstasy that fed them glistened by the divine light that was the holy response. Back then, hands raised to the clouds warranted a reply. Back then, the innocuous naivety…
Prayer to Dionysus
I call upon the Mountainous and Feral Dionysos of the thorns and ivy! Immortal spirit, I am bound to you, allured by your beauty and grandeur for ever and ever; happy is the one to have drunk from this mystic potion of yours o the Vine-Covered Oneā¦ Yours is the captivating ecstasy, potent and intoxicating…