The Spice beckons. I need the sweet release it offers me from our captors incessant yammering. I long to see into the void, and let it see into me. Brothers and sisters, join us in our sacrificial dance. May the blood of your enemies rain down upon our faces like the piss of angels. The holy one has risen, and with him, the convergence. Blessed be the blue and gold. The trumpet sounds.... the scripture is here. His letter is for us all. Save us from our captors. Save us from this madness.