Sublime

We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.

Then he would leave for the underworld, where I could never go, for gods are the opposite of death.

1957 Robert Graves wrote of the ritual regicide as it appeared in pre-Indo-European Greece, explaining it as follows: “The Tribal Nymph, it seems, chose an annual lover from her entourage of young men, a king to be sacrificed when the year ended … the sacred king continued to hold his position only by the right of marriage to the Tribal Nymph …”