for Them;

"He is Dionysos Dimorphos, 'dual formed', and Dionysos Dimetor, 'born of two mothers'. His dual nature bestows him with the authority of a liminal god: he who stands on the threshold between the worlds as a god of prophecy and initiation, and he who traverses the processes of birth, life, death and rebirth".

“Dionysos - i have carved a mask from my own skin. i have anointed my flesh with cicada- song and draped snakeskin across my forehead as a crown. i smell of my mantle of goatskin and the wine that stains my lips, my throat, the trail ever downwards downwards. these bullhorns i grew myself in triumph and in agony - the sweetest pain, deep in the final turn of those dark halls, where the stars fall to fertile dirt to dream. i have cast all other masks to the killing floor, shattered into the barley and khernips and grapes that we crush beneath our restless feet. every feature of this face has been shaped with your name caught between my teeth. Dionysos - my mask is a grin, it is a scream, it is an endless sigh of wide-eyed desperate love.”