Paraphrased from Edith Hamilton's Mythology, on Bacchus/Dionysus:
The God of the Vine could be kind and beneficient, cheering and warming men's hearts, or he could be cruel, driving men to horrible deeds, ugly, degrading, savage & brutal. Women frenzied by Bacchus' powerful wine rushed through woods and over mountains, uttering sharp cries, swept away in a fierce ecstasy, they would tear to pieces the wild creatures they met and devour the shreds of flesh.
Wilderness was their temple.
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Hey! Excellent! This could go in one of two directions...
Elijah Wood as Bacchus, riding atop his Mardi Gras float--
Or Bacchus inflaming his worshippers to rend animals limb-from-limb, eating their sweet gore raw.
(I vote for the second.)
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kinky and exciting man :)
I thought you might like that ;)
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