07-13-2013, 04:35 AM
I am currently in too much pain to sleep. My thoughts in the stillness of the night, however:
As the agony wracks my body, as the blessed relief of sleep flees from me, I stare deep into the smoke of the incense, and through the invisible pathways beyond conscious thought I become one with the knowing pleasure exploding within each molecule of existence. Each atomic unit of my pain is a shudder of infinite energy. The ecstatic serpent coils my spine like fire as the physical writhes in this affliction I have been blessed with in order to walk the Initiate's path. This is the rite of Agony and Ecstasy- the gateway of perceptions new, the feeling of that not felt by flesh. There is only Gold, and a Song, and a pulse from which each sensation springs. There is only Light.
As the agony wracks my body, as the blessed relief of sleep flees from me, I stare deep into the smoke of the incense, and through the invisible pathways beyond conscious thought I become one with the knowing pleasure exploding within each molecule of existence. Each atomic unit of my pain is a shudder of infinite energy. The ecstatic serpent coils my spine like fire as the physical writhes in this affliction I have been blessed with in order to walk the Initiate's path. This is the rite of Agony and Ecstasy- the gateway of perceptions new, the feeling of that not felt by flesh. There is only Gold, and a Song, and a pulse from which each sensation springs. There is only Light.