As you gaze up into heaven’s darkness the sliver of the moon should be visible to your eye, like bull’s horns bearing the promise of the month to come.
What are you going to do with this month that has been given to you? What plans and projects and devotional practices are you eager to implement? What experiences do you hunger for? What things would you like to change by month’s end, what choices would you make differently from those you made over the previous month?
So many questions; but Noumenia is a good time for reflections like these.
You know what else it’s a good time for? Games!
So, I got this fun game in mind.
It’s called CYAYESYWAIOTHWYT …
Wait, wait – that’s something else. (Woopsies, little dramatic foreshadowing there.)
So, anyway – this game is called “The Third Degree.”
It’s basically Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon, but with Dionysos. And only three degrees of separation.
Pick a topic, any topic, no matter how obscure it is, and I can link it back to Dionysos within three steps.
If someone manages to accomplish the impossible and think up something I can’t connect to our Morychian Lord, I will send you a personally signed copy of one of my books. Of course, if you fail … we get to play a different game! Muahahahahaha!
And to show how good I am, here’s Kevin:
He is a kind of bacon.
Bacon is among the things we sacrifice to Dionysos:
Nor do the Egyptians think it right to sacrifice swine to any God except the Moon and Dionysos; to these, they sacrifice their swine at the same time, in the same season of full moon; then they eat the meat. The Egyptians have an explanation of why they sacrifice swine at this festival, yet abominate them at others; I know it, but it is not fitting that I relate it. But this is how they sacrifice swine to the Moon: the sacrificer lays the end of the tail and the spleen and the caul together and covers them up with all the fat that he finds around the belly, then consigns it all to the fire; as for the rest of the flesh, they eat it at the time of full moon when they sacrifice the victim; but they will not taste it on any other day. Poor men, with but slender means, mold swine out of dough, which they then take and sacrifice. To Dionysos, on the evening of his festival, everyone offers a piglet which he kills before his door and then gives to the swineherd who has sold it, for him to take away. The rest of the festival of Dionysos is observed by the Egyptians much as it is by the Greeks, except for the dances; but in place of the phallos, they have invented the use of puppets two feet high moved by strings, the male member nodding and nearly as big as the rest of the body, which are carried about the villages by women; a flute-player goes ahead, the women follow behind singing of Dionysos. Why the male member is so large and is the only part of the body that moves, there is a sacred legend that explains. (Herodotos 2.47-49)
Look at that! Not only did I do it in one step, but I brought us full circle to the beginning of the post. Smooth.