DIONYSUS IN DIGITAL (EXCERPT)
You see plants of a thousand forms. The cascading light. Everything is fertile and interconnected. Everything is physical and beating. Everything is a living matrix of cells. A fleshy, steaming mesh.
The trees and the plants bow to you.
They are spewing their perfumes of jasmine and resin and bay and pine.
You see a beautiful clearing.
I want you to lie down on the earth.