Do Not Delay, O fair Journeyer

The demigods adorn themselves with spices. As the humans adorn themselves with a myriad of passionate embraces.

The embraces defy time.

Oh how the passionate come to pause and understand.
Conquering in their path.
Both the righteous and the serene worship them.
To take passion astray when it is pure is impossible.

How the spices of the ages pull me in...

Divine strife I call on you to ease the wicked of the world.
For the way of the world is to rest in moderation, thus the way of the world is divine strife.
To ease a burden without causing the fire of love is halfhearted service.

In service of the service of the ages, for which we desire god to cause the stars to melt. This the stars have, our posterity. This the stars have... the bones of the resolute. And she said, send the spine a garland of stardust. The highest material creation of the material universe is the garland upon the spine. The spine functions beyond time. You could say time functions for the spine.

hmmm.
The passions speak as a deadly force, to those who use them ignorantly. As the spirit world deceives the emotional...

The wrap is upon the mind. The mind is so wrapped in its deadly passions it is contained.
Do not delay the mind being unwrapped O fair journeyer.