Believe everything

I won't say what has ruined me the last few weeks is a comedown from the adventure on the night of the eclipse, rather I will say it is a comedown from a series of lurid visions of myself. A moment, an experience, as quale, does not resolve itself in time, but a moment resolves itself in the Omega point where it is remembered; there, my body takes its pleasure from his touch. So too does my terror.

Take pleasure in the moment; it won't end.