the-writers-ramblings:

mythology series  the drunken god of ritual ecstasy dionysus [Διόνυσος]

what a night for a dance,
i get lost in the night so high i don’t want to come down

in the dark of the night i could hear you calling my name
but all the while i was dreaming of revelry

born to run, like a stream down a mountainside
with the wind in my back
but the demon and me were the best of friends from the start

in the back of the woods in the dark of the night
dreaming of revelry

O Lucifer! Voluntarily and disdainfully thou didst detach thyself from the heaven where the sun drowned thee in his splendor, to plow with thine own rays the unworked fields of light! Thou shinest when the sun sets, and thy sparkling gaze precedes the daybreak! Thou fallest to rise again; thou tastest of death to understand life better! For the ancient glories of the world, thou art the evening star, for truth renascent, the lovely star of dawn.

Eliphas Levi, The Key of the Mysteries (via fraterlux)