I love stuff like this.
This is the real deal – the schizophrenic live wire at the heart of religion. The ghost flickering between the hemispheres. You can put as many layers of custom and minutiae on it in latter days but trace it to its source and this is always what you find – the raw mystic heart pulsing to a hidden drum. You strip away the barriers and the differentiators and then the real metaprogramming begins. You might come out devestated or you might come out reborn.
You can analyze it, trivialize it, medicate it, discredit it, frame it, and put it in a jar with formaldehyde, but it always comes ’round again.