The lights have finally blasted through the dark magician's curse, and pure forms of new lightwaves shinning through endless tunnels of black. The Priestess's mind and body has no fear as she travels from the origin of chaos itself to transform her energy source into a more powerful consciousness that fate had in store for the Priestess. To be able to create and harness the universe, the moon taught her that the conduit must rely on the tantric energy fields of love in order to manifest a celluar mitosis of the physical. Love has it ways of making any reality possible. The light becomes fierce and jagged, almost blinding all sensory functions as The Cherubs golden horns have summoned a new dawn for the rave families, and ancient tribes under the new moon. The Cherubs are cute, but do not ever underestimate, or even have the audacity trifle with love's omnipotent and unlimited source of power. There is no force that has been able to match it, as it crushes our human concepts of duality to bits.