Recurrence

Descend. Mysterious transformation! Humbly I bow before the body becomes kinesthetic. I accept and yield to all creative power, to sacrifice aesthetic harmony for the joy of inhibition. Trembling and stammering the maddening, repetitive eulogies to my transmutable self. Drink from this chalice: swallowed in archaic trance. In the dance of utter darkness, traced back to distant birth, restoration in psychic absorption.