Oh yeah. That Kate Bush album was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard. It was pure gorgeousity. I immediately left the office to take a walk and was blown away by how simply pulsating with beauty and life everthing was. It was as if I had never noticed before how all the leaves and the concrete and the sky were just drenched in joy. I also felt completely invulnerable, which in a sense I was, since nothing you could have done to me would have actually made me feel bad. All bad feelings were blown away by the mighty tide of joy.
The only times I have ever come close to reexperiencing that state in the years since is while listening to Beethoven (especially the Ninth Symphony). But that doesn't last.
--- Andy F <andy274 at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> For me it was like dropping acid, minus the
> incoherence and cramps. I
> was driving to work and suddenly the world was
> really *interesting*.
> The traffic lights burned bright, the moire patterns
> from two
> chainlink fences caught and held my attention, the
> air was thick like
> a rioja, the drizzle beautiful on the windshield and
> delicious on the
> tongue. I've never enjoyed pumping gas into a
> Pontiac at 7AM on an
> overcast day in suburban sprawl kiddie corner to a
> shopping mall so
> much as that morning.
>
> Unfortunately or fortunately the overt effects wore
> off. I've tried
> going off it, but I drift into miserable crabbiness
> when I do. I seem
> to respond to going on and off it very quickly,
> which would suggest
> placebo effect, but I suspect I have a slightly
> overamped metabolism.
>
>
> --
> Andy
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