For most, it's here already, but my observance won't start til Thursday! However, I have noticed a certain tone to my dreams the last couple of nights. Specifically two nights ago, where there was this sense of ghosts and gloom along with love and sensuality. I even woke up thinking, "How very anthesteric." (Yes, I made up a word.) The same night, my lover, unfamiliar with the myth of Erigone, dreamt of a girl killing herself and becoming a constellation.
In the meantime, here's a very Dionysian song I discovered last year. It's dark, it's sexy, and it seems particularly appropriate to Anthesteria...
I wanna feel good
With my personal god
Tell me what to do
Tell me who to love
With my personal god
Tell me what to do
Tell me who to love
I see you walking
With the weight of the world
On your shoulders
Let me ease it
With the weight of the world
On your shoulders
Let me ease it
I wanna look good
For my personal god
Tell me how to feel
Tell me who to hurt
For my personal god
Tell me how to feel
Tell me who to hurt
I see you hiding
Deep down in your hole
I would lend a hand
You can trust me
Deep down in your hole
I would lend a hand
You can trust me
I wanna show you
My personal god
I've been hiding him
Hiding in the hole
My personal god
I've been hiding him
Hiding in the hole
I wanna feel good
With my personal god
I wanna look good
For my personal god
With my personal god
I wanna look good
For my personal god
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