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would follow a scent. The hand maid was sitting on a nearb y
stairwell; and while the conversation between the three of us was
taking place, up walks the "photographer ."
Vashti counseled him t o give the m a couple minutes alone afte r
which I convinced the handmaid to confront her fears by
accompanying me, together with Vashti to my room . The plot
thickens ! A gang of thickheaded ruffians had assembled by the
doorway to the Elephant pen, and as we approached, the three o f
us joined hands and fearlessly walked silently into the house o f
mirrors. Almost silently! The gang wanted to figure out what I
intended to do with these glamorous young women. I threw the
remark, "we'll get high together." I had been issued a license for
cannibals and had a lid in my possession. Would thou perforce
assert an askance of the obvious, dereliction in my brain was
rejecting the unconscious Moshe personality me, I had swallowed
the bait: hook, line, and sinker.
Spontaneous Combustion
Here I Am, in the split personality mode what I was; in the eye
of an identity crisis, that could wreak havoc on the interpersona l
relationships that were housed within my soul. Different impulse s
throbbed in a pitiful conflict; head of physicality battering head
of spirituality, a duel to establish pro minence of one over the
other. To one side, a soul i mbued with a sense of freedo m in light
of a stark realization; I had uprooted myself from a secure niche
in which to be happily at ho me upon the surface of the earth. On
the other hand, faced with an inferiority co mplex that is in hot
pursuit of ecstatic physiological encounters that distract one fro m
the entirety of sensibility. The fuse was ignited and the big bang
destined to explode at any second. Was the result of showing off
worth about the grass; not foreseeable, what a m I a glutton fo r
punishment? Criminal conduct does is not always rational, certain
instincts derive their forces from the black holes that swallow
disharmony alive.
Impulses that lead to desire can be stimuli of anything that is
conco mitant to recollection of an intense pleasure even though
defined by nature, is beyond intellectual processing. This pertains
to immoral sexual interaction; rarely does one get the chance to
turn back before being caught up in the violation. Intensity is
sought (be it pain or be it pleasure) because it seems the only
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