The spine straightens, an electric hums stirs through bones, rippling out through time and space. They are known. eyes brimming with fire as the body becomes nothing but pure power. The sound before sound. the seat behind the veil of veils. Everything held in the fingertips of non-existence delicately and deliciously dripping itself into the pleasure of form. It needs nothing, seeks nothing, contains everything. Here it wanders down into the bowels of flesh, a descent into mastery. self deliverance. That it can be both ancient darkness, virile, fertile, hostile and wildly forged within the embryonic waters of its own humanity. It must learn of the creature it is. That walks the edges of creation whilst living at its core.