FLAME-THING

Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

—The Doors

The world, the same for all, neither any god nor any man made; but it was always and is and will be, fire ever-living, kindling in measures and being extinguished in measures.

All things are an equal exchange for fire and fire for all things, as goods are for gold and gold for goods.

—Heraclitus