One high moment, no external agents needed… simply existence.
The eyes flutter like butterflies before eventually shutting down, and the body seems to float as if on a cloud.
Breathing is difficult as if constrained by the surrounding emptiness.
The cause invigorates senses, which eventually lead into overpowering frenzied ecstasy.
A cold fear, gripped by the irrationality, uncertainty, and unpredictability of what shall happen the next moment.
An atmosphere which could send chills down the spine on sand dunes under the scorching overlooking sun.
Like a magnet, where an apparent attraction seems to repel the moment it gets too close.
Like the horizon, where dreams and reality seem to mingle, giving birth to the illusion that translation of dreams into something more real might actually be possible.
Where nothing is wrong and nothing is right, it is only the exhilarating existence that matters any more.
A moment when wonder, pure joy, guilt, responsibility, expectancy, sin, numbness, hesitancy and safety… together nascence something perfect which was seemingly inconceivable.
It is the ONE intense moment which renders the impossible existence of a being of insanity in heaven.
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