Today is a confluence of many holy days, Greek, Roman, and Antinoan. Principally, it is the day of the Megala Antinoeia, the sacred games which Hadrian established in his beloved’s honor, and the day the Ekklesia observes the syncretism of Antinous and Eros.
It also happens, sadly, to be the day that the world lost a shining purple flame, Prince Rogers Nelson, a man whose outstanding musicianship was sometimes overshadowed by his equally outstanding charisma and flamboyant personality. His music exemplifies many things I regard as blessings of Antinous, Eros, and Dionysus: The affirmation of sexuality, the joy of dance, a fierce passion for justice and liberation. May his passage be easy, and may there be consolation for his family, friends, and many, many fans around the world.
I am a little short of creative energy and focus tonight, and the prayers I had planned to write for the festival will have to come later. But I will say this:
Let us participate in the great sacred game of life.
Let us participate joyfully in the great sacred game of love and sexuality and erotic play.
Let us participate in the great sacred game of friendship and friendly rivalry.
Let us participate in the great sacred game of song and dance and theatre and music.
Let us participate in the great sacred game of making art, of all the arts.
Every one of us will die someday. So make art, now. Make love, now.
And in the spirit of Prince’s song “Baltimore”, written for my hometown, make justice now, so that there may be peace now. No justice, no peace.
If Prince’s work, or David Bowie’s, or any other artist’s work, has helped you and inspired you, carry that energy into action and make art of your own.
Participate well in the great sacred game of life, and may Antinous give you the red lotus crown hereafter.