An exorcism – that’s what this wine is. A way of driving the devil out of our mouths. Of throwing up the phantom. It’s a purgative – sure. A scouring out of ourselves. A driving out of the anti-angels. Of the bad seraphim. It’s a casting out.
That’s why this wine’s necessary. It’s part of a process – a dreadful process, but a necessary one. It’s an ethos. It’s a discipline. It’s what we need. It’s medicine – in the form of anti-medicine. It’s the cure – in the form of poison.
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