door

behind this door is a generated body with its herbs and flowers and furniture and beds and chambers. if you touch the wood of the door and you enter the garden of the generated body, you shall drink the redest wine flowing from Passions and Desires... and winds of flames consuming your wood... because you are the door. and the closure of the door. and if you do not drink the redest wine, you perish at once without a murmur. 

Now: explode the delusion consuming the power and making lamentation out of Delight.

Now: the last chant must be tears of the grape in the flesh. 

Now: go ahead anxious,  let your nerves tremble joyful, return not to the unknown. your hands naked and drunk of woe need more than life.