Because it is wild, frenzied and illuminous. Because it spits sweet venom and swetas holy water and wine. Because it dances furious in the omniscient panic, leaping and bounding in spastic glory, quivering and shimmering ecstatic. Because it hurtles unbounded, arms splayed upon the horizon. Because it exalts and tumults, expurgates and proliferates, desires and divines and hollers great and joyous ancient chants into the ethereal flame of night. Because it is immaculate energy, pure, relentless, ignoble. Because it embraces with an omnipotent lover's embrace, convulsing and ferevnt, digging into the flesh with broken passion nails. Because it propogates, insatiates and mystifies, and thrives fully, completely in the joyous wonder in an infants eyes.