DEATH, DANGER AND THE PURSUIT OF PLEASURE

This article is for entertainment purposes only.

A substantial amount of the new age/spiritual growth/esoteric orientated information divulged into
the public domain is focused on the attainment of transcendental experience(s). The type of
experiences that leave you breathlessly hovering above your own body, pulsating a transparent
white hot radiance from the inner core of your being while surrounded by swirls of luminous
warmth-glowing, poly-chromatic, liquid-like anti-material; continuously wrapping itself tightly
around and deeply within you, over and over again, in a sonic vortex of the sweetest symphonies, in
perfect tune with celestial harmony...

Imagine this overlaying the

sensation of what feels like an ordinary bodily orgasm but multiplied a million-fold in intensity and
sustained seemingly indefinitely in a moment/area suspended beyond time/space.

It is dimension in which, truly all suffering has ceased and the creative life force is bursting with the
pure exhilaration of simply being in the spontaneous celebration of consciousness of itself. Moments
like these can be so utterly mind shattering that anybody with a guilt complex may opt to enter
Catholic hell to atone themselves for laying their senses open to the "forbidden".

This can ofcourse also be nothing but the fantasies conjured by devious men or the type of things
that belong in the realm of ancient and uncivilized delusion and not in the modern rationally
advanced day and age. If it does exist then this type of thing died with the Buddhas a long long time
ago and any one wasting their time searching for such an experience is clearly a victim of mind
control or a member of a dangerous cult that should be avoided at all costs, lest ye be brainwashed
or worse, labelled a hippie or heretic.

Aside - l don't know why the term brainwash has such a bad connotation in a society that (atleast, at
face value) completely abhors the "dirty" mind.
Wouldn't it be nice, every time you have a "bad" thought, to open up your skull, extract your noodle,
run it under some warm soft flowing, and soapy lavender scented water then pop it back in, just like
new, totally refreshed and instantly thinking about much less burdensome stuff like whether
dolphins and hyenas can hold a meaningful conversation with one another.

Okay, back on track...

For some people this is much too much to handle. They find solace in sex, drugs and extreme sports.
They find stimulation in food and drink and the so called simple joys of day to day living, like falling
in love. Some of us find this feeling in the act of creating or discovering something new and useful.

No judgment. We all have different roads of access to our own unique pleasure centers.
Yet these roads are often and or easily become very twisted and confused. You get people who are
not afraid to die (physically) yet would be mortified if they were ever embarrassed in public. You find
someone who desires (the appearance of) wealth so much that they will spend money trying to
impress people even though they end up flat broke. Some become so stressed following the rules of
morality, trying to be a good citizen and living up to societies codes of good behavioral standards
that they end up lashing out to such an extant that it causes more damage than if they had just
expressed themselves naturally in the first place. In general you will find people who say they want
nothing but a simple life yet complicate it by trying to compartmentalize everything. Then there are
people who desire honesty yet become easily offended when people express what they see as the
truth and the list is endless.

People will tell you that they find pleasure in one thing yet resist it then turn around and look for its
opposite.

This happens so ubiquitously that you would think people don't find pleasure in living. Meanwhile
that rejected impulse that written-off urge for total emotional fulfillment on a cosmic level is so
compelling that people have and will continue to risk injury, illness and (physical) death if they could,
even if for only a moment they could catch a glimpse of that mind-overriding, sense satisfying
whatever-it-is.

It's such behavior that gets the religious talking of demons and psychoanalysts of self-defeating
shadows personalities. We are unwilling to take responsibility for certain parts of ourselves and this
becomes a major cause of tension in the psyche. Funny enough it's usually the most beautiful parts
of our greater self that we ignore because of a distorted idea we hold based on things we have been
told about what really matters and what doesn't.

Is it ecstasy that we fear above all things in the universe as we teeter-totter on the pivot between
our woes and quick fix induced highs? While making monuments of our disturbances, we present
them to the world in a social show and tell that thrives on the spirit of one-upmanship. The freakiest
part about this whole ordeal is that we gloss it over as the natural inescapable side effects of being
human, "normal life"... Let that sink in.

Ultimately, it don't matter who you are, everything you imagine exists, all you can perceive is real...
and that's one hell of a gift if you are willing to take it.

Kai