The Man Who Glories In His Luck

Blood Streams In Sacrifice; Yet Anguish Finds No Cure.

There Is As Much Confusion In The World Of The Gods As In Ours.

Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But Still Not Happy.

Young Man, Two Are The Forces Most Precious To Mankind. The First Is Demeter, The Goddess. She Is The Earth -- Or Any Name You Wish To Call Her -- And She Sustains Humanity With Solid Food. Next Came Dionysus, The Son Of The Virgin, Bringing The Counterpart To Bread: Wine And The Blessings Of Life's Flowing Juices. His Blood, The Blood Of The Grape, Lightens The Burden Of Our Mortal Misery. Though Himself A God, It Is His Blood We Pour Out To Offer Thanks To The Gods. And Through Him, We Are Blessed.

Do Not Mistake For Wisdom That Opinion Which May Rise From A Sick Mind.