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"Those who dance are thought mad by those who hear not the music"

"This is what I believe.  That I am.  That my soul is a dark forest.  That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest.  That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back.  That I must have the courage to let them come and go."
- D. H. Lawrence

         We are all people, wandering through the abyss of sight and sound.  There is a revolution taking hold.  Truth and beauty are coming to save us the thinking, feeling beings through the night.  Enter this Dionysia, find peace through the ecstasy, and drink the wine of the soul.  


"But fear and the Muse in turn guard the place
Where the banished poet has gone
And the night that comes with quickened pace
Is ignorant of dawn."
- Anna Akhmatova

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Here's to the girl
with painted lips
peroxide hair
and padded hips
wasp-like waist
and nerve sublime
art beats nature
every time!
"A Toast"
from a 1905 postcard

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