Music . . . like any other sinful indulgence ! You could smell the mixed fragrant sweat pouring down from unknown faces and bodies , much like a swarm of exotic creatures dancing and floating in midst air. You could hear the pounding beats across the speakers throbbing deep down in your soul , begging for more like the very last drink in a lonely desert. Vibrant thumps rumbling through your feet like a herd of elephants soaring in the wild. You could taste the poison and venom surrounding your very own conscience , saying ” What is that ? ” That is when you get to the point where it’s as if you could almost touch a certain spiritual plain from another dimension ; reaching that somewhat orgasmic satisfaction. Suddenly just like that , out of nowhere you could see a dark light (almost faint) , as if it were calling you daringly to get closer and closer. Hypnotically engaged to what seems to be a god from another world , you get closer but not to him rather telepathically speaking. The beats get louder , the rumbling gets harder , and your soul syncopates even faster to that unusuall dazing. By the time you realize what is going on , a pinch of bright light invades this electronic dimensional plain for just a few seconds ; only the right amount to disturb that state of mind in which you are undoubtedly free. Then it all comes together like a puzzle in the dark ; i have been hiding out in the middle of nowhere with thousands of others just like me , just like us . . . We were at a ceremonial ritual others very well know as a ” Rave. ” Either way you look at it , whether you are considerably foreign like a virgin in sacrifice ; or the devil himself conducting the kill , for that unforgettable fraction of space in time we were all under the same enchanting spell.