I want to ride a black unicorn down the flank of an erupting volcano, his plutonium hooves shattering chains everywhere we go, and drink from a chalice filled with
the world's greatest dreams, going to meet
my dark lover among
the roots of the world and the infinite halls of outer space. One great, mad, glorious ride into history . . .
For nothing great can be achieved without madness, and I would achieve the greatest and most glorious things, bringing the greatest dreams to fruition, that Life might live, regardless of the cost.