In my writing, in my art, I'm always trying to describe the inexplicable feeling I often get,shivers, foggy but vivid, breath like ice shuddering, eyes widening until they consume my face; pools of awe reflecting glitters. Murmurs of the mystery. It's impossible! You can't describe it. It's like your body, your subconscious, reconnects with the world not as we percieve it but as we are within it, in a spiritual way I guess. A kind of recognition of all the secrets and how beautiful they are.
So in the movie, waking life, there is a scene where one character is explaining how god manifests iself in everything, everywhere all at once and all t