My head thrown back, I let my gaze dwell on the ceiling, I underwent the profoundest experience of ecstasy I have ever encountered. I had attained that supreme degree of sensibility where the divine intimations of art merge with the impassioned sensuality of emotion. I long for those rare moments when I shiver with the rush of altered consciousness. in an ephemeral blast of time’s breath, it’s like the universe reveals itself and there is a mutual recognition of all things. but as quick as it manifests it slams shut it’s window, only leaving the essence like some intoxicating perfume that remains after someone has left the room