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I pronounce it Ev oh way.

The word Evoe is a version of Bacchus’ cry in Prince Caspian when the Maenads are celebrating Aslan’s victory. If you look it up, it says “an exclamation of impassioned rapture at ancient Bacchic revels.”

Mystics who are seeking God have sometimes talked with mystics from other traditions, comparing methods of God experience. This cross-pollination makes the great religions feel more open to me, less monolithic and self-referential. Ecstasies can vary quite a bit, and what they look like from the outside can have very little to do with the inner experience. The drunkenness of the mystics is not the drunkenness of the wine drinkers.

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Evoe

 

Evoe
© 2012 John “Hakim” Arden Bushnell, Delirious Walrus Publishing

Lyrics:
We were slow-dancing
swaying with the music
I felt your desire
and I tasted your wine
all this longing in just one night
won’t you join this band of pilgrims
unbound by
time

Come with me, let Dionysus fill your cup
where the Wild Girls, they call Evoe
On a night ride through the panic hills
Wild eyes through tangled hair
Evoe

And there’s twenty-nine brides in a line
everyone is singing Amen
And there’s twenty-nine brides all in a line
everyone is singing
Amen

We worship Aphrodite in the woods and on the hillside
where the Wild Girls they call Evoe
till Apollo comes to end our revels
bright reason and the light of day
Evoe

And there’s twenty-nine brides in a line
everyone is singing Amen
And there’s twenty-nine brides all in a line
everyone is singing
Amen

A seed of God grows into God
that the Wild Girls they call Evoe
Flowers in a rocky place smiling
from the stones
Evoe

And there’s twenty-nine brides in a line
everyone is singing Amen
And there’s twenty-nine brides all in a line
everyone is singing
Amen

Slow dancing
swaying with the music
I felt your desire
and I tasted your
wine

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