“Look at the stars! They look like a crown!” They all looked around with a deep clenching frown: “A crown you see? Looks like a trap! A pit where you’d fall and immediately drown”.
The meaning of stars is hard to decipher: where one sees rope another sees viper. Be lighter! Remember the masters! But that was their truth and you are not made of plaster. What a disaster would be if your tears, or sweat, or blood, corroded your skin. Say bye to the old days where you had to say: "If people can’t love me, I'll have them afraid". Or shame! In place to refrain! While deep in your heart you are going insane. All of those thoughts you were taught to betray, to wish them away, obey! Always obey la ley. “Fuck it today! Come the astray, the broken and lame, the ones who were taught that they were not okay. We are here to remain so let’s make one thing clear: we are here. We won’t disappear”.
Bacanal Rave, a reinterpretation of Ricci's "Bacchus and Ariadne"