To be Apollonian: to be malicious and yet beautiful, to stun and blind, maim and destroy and yet nurture, be kind, be father-like, patriarchal, perhaps caring. To be creative and wild. To be cruel and vindictive. To be prophetic – see things, see farther, see in disjointed motion, grant no quarter, grant nothing, give everything. To conquer. To colonize and plough, dot vistas with signs of your presence, impregnate with truth and beauty and burgeoning inspired work. To be harmonious and to represent reason – the antithesis of ecstasy and disorder, of Dionysian intent, of furies, yet also to be complementary to these dark tendencies. To kill. To sing. To breathe life.