Ecstacy

This base emotion manifests in so many ways, one can 'waste' a lifetime studying the demographic characteristics and stuff like that. Assuming the role of a statistician, i can tell that apart from drugs (which a minor population really do and which is terribly blown out of proportion) music and sex are the two obvious contenders to the ecstacical throne. The brain makes an intimate connection with the mind. There are multiple levels reached. Neuro transmitters shoot out through synapses linking the whole system to this immensely pleasurable source. The hippocampus to the hypothalamus - pathway is set. There is no stopping it. Skin assumes a strong impenetrable stature. Hairs rise up (no this is not fear i am talking about) like spears thrust against any offending agent that snatches the body from the source. Your eyes thankfully endure a blurring experience to be taken off the burden of constantly supplying the thankless body with picture perfect giga pixeled images. LUngs and heart unfortunately at this junture of time have to get their asses up and pump their muscles since the whole body is greedily eating away oxygen. The brain loses cognitive and perceptive abilities.

All this happens in a single fraction like what's happened to me. Fortunately i am in a time bubble.. therefore i hold on to the ecstacical rights long enough to write this.