"...and the phrase 'Ana el-Haqq, ana el-Haqq'--I am God, one translated, I am God. A Sufi heresy. The dancing was meant to hypnotize you--there were Moslem cults that did it with self-flagellation, John knew. Spinning was better; he danced, he joined the chant on the common band by punctuating it with his own rapid breath, and with grunts and babble. Then without thinking about it he began to add to the flow of sound the names for Mars, muttering them in the rhythm of the chant as he understood it. 'Al-Qahira, Ares, Auqakuh, Bahram, Harmakhis, Hrad, Huo Hsing, Kasei. Ma'adim, Maja, Mamers, Mangala, Nirgal...'...And then, remembering what one of the translating voices had told him, 'Ana el-Haqq, ana Al-Qahira. Ana el-Haqq, ana Al-Qahira.' I am God, I am Mars, I am God. . . . The others quickly joined him in this chant, lifted it into a wild song, and in [their] faceplates he caught sight of their grinning faces. They were really good spinners... ""
Robinson, Kim Stanley. Red Mars. New York: Bantam (1993); pg. 283.