What if imbued in the non-rational is the template for all spiritual endeavor? Surrendering to something, going to any lengths to get it, stepping outside of normative value systems, an intimacy with a world of interior experience despite what the world thinks, the capacity to be pulled and driven out of one’s habits and beliefs. What if the non-rational is merely the accelerated path for spiritual adventurers who want to know the whole of life and not just the upper echelons? Who want to learn in practice and experience, from the inside out. To be stripped of the pride that would separate and the superiority that would judge. What if the non-rational is a calling and from that calling comes the capacity to truly serve, be able to hear and understand the workings and the whispers of those in pain? Not from a book, not from a distant formula, but from real flesh-and-bone experience?
And what if the fear and loathing that accompanies our vices is what the rational mind holds as a competing theology to its attempts to control? And that it can’t stand that no matter what rules it imposes, it is powerless to control this force? And so it demonizes it.