Yesterday, I spent the afternoon listening to Perfect Prescription over and over again. I think. It's hard to tell in a loop...of glorious loops.
They are glorious.
Hard drugs and Jesus. They come up a lot together and the connection is probably not unwarranted...not entirely.
"If heaven's like this, then that's the place for me." Spacemen 3 Confusion/Walkin With Jesus.
Bernini's Ecstasy of St. Teresa. The sculpture is a depiction of the nun's experience with an Angel who was delivering God's love with repeated thrusts from a spear...
"When he pulled it out I felt that he took [my organs] with it, and left me utterly consumed by the great love of God. The pain was so severe that it made me utter several moans. The sweetness caused by this intense pain is so extreme that one cannot possibly wish it to cease..."
I think most readers today would see a sexual allusion in this. That's what the 18th century smart ass, de Brosses, saw when he sassed..."If that is divine love then I have a lot of experience with it." Bernini was no stranger to that kind of experience either. In fact, as a young man, he seems to have been consumed with carnal passions. He is, you'll remember, the one who, upon discovering that his mistress was making time with his brother, had a servant slash her face to bits and pieces. He couldn't do it himself, of course, because he was busy trying to murder his brother.
There is no better illustrator for the need of Christ than a Christian.
Surely being in the presence of God, physically, is a greater sensual experience than even heroin...which is merely a hint of a taste.
You don't have to be a Christian or even believe in God...you don't have to believe that Jesus actually existed at all, as I suspect some of you don't...adamparsons and Muj once had a running dialogue here about the historical evidence for his existence. Even if he is just an amalgamation of various cargo cult figures...rumors of an eastern mystic...whatever...Christianity's narrative exists. It exists and has it's own logic. We can imagine, even if we can't fully comprehend, the existence of an omniscient being that is pure Love...and we can imagine that being in the presence of such a creature would have a physical element to it...a euphoric element.
I'm not saying go find Jesus in the curve of a spoon. I'm just saying that the desire to push the potential of sensual experience...probably comes from a genuine urge...a pure prescribed desire.