Formed from a mixture of forces, Male and Female, Human and Animal, Sexual and Spiritual, the Satyr is crowned and enthroned within its very self. Becoming a catalyst for the engine, it supercharges the orgone to white hot intensity. From the maelstrom of its satisfaction, the satyr observes us coolly with an expression of erotic challenge. Like the Catepillar to Alice, the satyr asks that we understand who we are. Dare we discover our truth? Dare we cross the bridge?
