Delirium

Okay, so not every minute of every meeting is that sublime.  Certain gestures and set arguments can dominate.  Not to mention the ego rush:  For now, I am very hot. Very high on my ordinary body. Who wouldn’t be?

[This post is an excerpt from Diary of a Heretic, the novel. Click here to read the first episode, or here to read the previous one.]

Everybody rushes in already stoked.  Before they even sit down, they’re half lit with the Ray of Light they need so bad, and that I’m so famous for giving so, so well!  I open my mouth and they’re ready to lie down, open up, no holds barred.  We’re naming abstractions, “spiritual enlightenment,” “enduring faith.”  Hard to know how much is real, how much a mass hysteria.

But what if I’m faking it? Even though I am on guard all the time!  Watching for tricks of light, layered space, even as I’m getting off.  Because everyone else flies into delirium as if never before.

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