into the sacred hut , the holy of holies , each one entersthere met by a scent so powerful that with one sniff they are intoxicated ... precious frankincense which he brought back with him ... this scent and the blistering bewilderment of the shower of fire , hundreds of candles snapping at the eyes ... hooking and luring them inthem onto their knees and disrobed by unseen hands , stripped naked and splashed , crashed upon , inundated with water ... water and sound : a voice unknown with a timbre that stakes the heart ... as it is staked to the ground each isthere in a moment of mystified bewilderment and profound inexplicable joy ... a joying of fear and hope and expectationbeing propped upon their knees and swatted with a bone-cracking thump of a sacred rod ... a power roda fierce warriors weapon , thence raised and clothed in a simple clean robe , just a sheet , undyed , rough of fiber : the humbling of obediencerising , now a priest : gods warriorhaving been submitted and submitting .