There are those naps that you wake from so utterly transformed that you cannot remember or even conceive of the life that you led before you took them. There are those naps in which each second of sleep unfolds like days of intense awareness, in which each moment is an eternal orgasm and crucifixion. And then there are those naps that combine and transcend everything that you could ever describe or imagine from either of those first types. And it’s that last type of nap that I just had, that revealed itself to me and I to it, in which I always was and now will be.

Grant, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that we who believe Thine only-begotten Son, our Redeemer, to have this day ascended into heaven, may dwell in spirit amid heavenly things. Through the same Lord Jesus Christ, Thy Son, Who liveth and reigneth with Thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end. Amen.