Do not expect me to cry before a Teotokos
Do not expect me to enter in communion with Brother Jaguar
Do not expect me to spin like a Dervish, while one hand holds the divine grace and the other spreads it
Do not expect me to wishper the Torah, searching for God's true name
Do not expect me to repeat the mantra Ohm Mani Padme Hum again and again
Do not expect me to take part in the Saturnalia
Do not expect me to cut mistletoe in a Solstice
But take care that all of them are wellcome, because my father´s house hath many chambers
Propitius days, citizens
Music: Aion, from Dead Can Dance
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