Whiskey: a torchligh procession marching down your throat.
Life figures itself to me as a festal or funereal procession.
A schedule broken at will becomes a mere procession of vagaries.
History is not a procession of illustrious people. It's about what happens to a people. Millions of anonymous people is what history is about.
The whole past is the procession of the present.
All is procession; the universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion.