The Heart then stood up, followed by the Sense of Sight and all the other teachers. They stood up, one after the other and gathered around the Prince of Dreams. They placed their right hand on his head, forming a crown of twelve senses. The temple began erupting in an energy that flamed with passion, and suddenly the senses began twirling around and around, with lights and music and smells and tastes and speech and touch and joy. On and on they danced until they were intoxicated. The Prince of Dreams watched and followed them with his eyes. He studied them and began to understand; he carved and engraved, bonded with them and created and speculated until he held in his hands what he’d sought for a thousand years.