Knowledge Rather Than Faith

When the ecstasy hit, I gasped and looked up at the ceiling above my desk, where a circle of intense light filled my field of vision. I was hearing a voice that poured information into me too fast for words to form. My body felt light, as if I were floating, as if all the blackness within me had sublimed, in the chemical sense of passing directly from a solid state to a gaseous one. [Read more…]

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