Dionysus (Jump)

The loss of oneself. No ego. No past. No future. The last step along the path of initiation. Nothing will be the same, afterwards. A delicate woman, rose and green, is flying over the abyss. We watch her mystic, definitive fall. Impending Dionysus silently supervises the scene. A God can never be completely depicted. Death and life in their instant of conjunction. Willingly.