Donkeyshott & Xuitlacoche

Come out, come out let me tell you about it. I understand love of the forest of the "Buidubitsi" * and of the misplaced grand gestes of Dacian bravery. Come out, come out, let me tell you about it. I understand (I think) the birth of Teknic in Samos and Miletus and the journey from Crete to the shrine in Delos and the fading of mythos; Apollonian and Dionysian; the divine view from Patmos, and the intoxicating air of a resinous Black Forest. . Come out, come out, let me tell you about it I understand Heidegger's baptism at the source of the Danube its flows, down to the black sea; and Arendt's defencelessness. . Come out, come out Let me tell you about it I understand you better now because I understand your being this time. (*) Ukrainian river gods. The legend goes that when the Kievian Princes threw the river idols into the water one of them turned his bearded gold face to the surface in the strong current and the people shouted, "Come out, come out" Heide