The next day Delia brought a gift for Peneenan. She came to him and kissed him on the cheek, and said:

"Real euphoria doesn't get desensitized."

Abruptly, Peneenan remembered his training, and thought: "Then real euphoria surely is in the moment lasting forever."

He then said, "But what about those who don't have euphoria, but are always in pain?" His training told him the answer was love, and that love would cast that out, but still he thought: "How can they love, or how can they even receive love, and then also be able to love?" He quickly found the answer: "Love 'them.'"

Peneenan then decided to give Delia a gift, as hers made him very glad, and he spoke saying: "Within my own womb I am cradling myself. I lie in the fetal position, moving only to breathe, and to clutch myself more. And now, from this, I have found myself, returning the love of love, and am thus able to love myself."

He continued on:

"The ravenous wolf,
is the dew of youth
within and without
there is love and defense
but there is something faster than instinct-
it is to already be at peace in awareness
on the inside and outside of my dwelling place."

And still he continued on:

"The eyes of the cougar
develop rapidly
overseeing movement
already possessing validity."

And finally, he said:

"Now take thine eyes
and behold thee the night
the crisp wind
and the last of the summer heat-
in delight-
without my love
meet mine
my eyes...
and we shall progress
with wedding bands
on the ‘marrow’
unto the morning light

The path of euphoria
leads straight and narrow
into the very core
of each and every hero
some have fallen for their place
so as to cruelly rule the earth
and some have fallen short
while others still said "Myrrh,"

This path leads beyond the gates of Hell
though it also drains the dregs of Death
saving and giving beauty for ashes
as is the prize of thoughts
and love's obedience

The path of euphoria is the light
and the light shining brighter

It is beyond truth
into peace
in the storm
being founded upon the Rock..
calling and calling
though purity in the extremities
nearly forgotten
in these days
and moments
is the way which leads

Euphoria is a sun that is inviting
inciting such beauty
so that even the darkness winds it's* way unto it
as trees and plants reach

And such is the enmity
that I as the dreamer-
eat."