The Ecstasy - Original Writing

"I fell in love with the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.", "I fell in love with the way you touched without using your hands."; these were just some of the quotes that I read, and connected when I thought about him. I didn't want to admit it, I waved it all off as a crush, puppy love, and it's just teenage hormones. The reality was I was falling for him with every passing moment. This feeling is so peculiar; it stretches throughout my whole body. It's inundating, yet makes me feel complete. It feels as though I'm in a dangerous fire, yet I'm completely safe at the same time. It feels as though someone's given me tranquility. It feels as though my heart is dancing around my chest; and a hole, I never knew was there, has been filled. I feel so light like I'm on top of the world yet my heart is constricting and it feels as if there's no oxygen in my lungs. When we made eye contact in the halls it seemed as if everyone else stopped and for a few moments in time it was just us. If only that were true.

He was the most gentle lover, I had ever known, yet, the simplest touch from him, stimulated every fiber of my being; I felt I would go insane if he did not take me soon… When his mouth lowered to my pleasure place, I immediately climaxed and then cried because it was not what I wanted, not yet. He rose and entered me, causing a continuation of my orgasm that seemed to go on forever; I thought I would die from the immense pleasure he was giving me. His eyes watched me; even as he kissed me, he never closed his eyes. Not, until it was time to let loose his juices. Eye to eye, I watched him. I wondered how it felt for him. Did it feel the same? Did it feel better than what I

I lay awake on a freezing night; As cold as an arctic snowstorm, and as dark as a planet with no sun. My eyes were open as wide as a deer's in front of a moving vehicle. There was one thought in my mind, one thought only, the love of my life. Her long silky hair, her smooth, tanned skin, her pristine beauty and her effervescent, godlike personality were all I ever desired; she was as sweet as a honeycomb and as unique as a sparkling snowflake in a vast blizzard. Absolutely immaculate, absolutely flawless was our relationship; or so I thought. There was only one problem, one only; it seemed as though no matter how hard I endeavoured to fulfil her desires, I just couldn't. For I had endured thousands of long

     Ecstasy, or 3, 4 methylenedioxymethamphetamine, was first synthesized and patented in 1914, by the German drug company Merck. The original purpose of the drug was to be an appetite suppressant, however in 1970 it was given to clinical depressed patients to open them up and talk about their feelings. Then in 1986, Ecstasy was determined to cause brain damage (http://faculity.washington.edu/chudler/mdma.html).

Ron Hansen the author of “Mariette in Ecstasy” has a very unique approach in the way that he tells his story. Hansen uses a unique form of storytelling to portray the events in his novel by using the interviews, vivid imagery and using the holy calendar. The way that Hansen uses the interviews to show how each character feels about Mariette and if she is a genuine Saint. Hansen uses the vivid imagery to show how Mariette’s pains are very similar to Jesus’s and she could either be mimicking him or maybe his contemporary. While the use of the holy days are not the most important it is used to emerse the reader into the monastery. The way that Hansen uses the interviews, imagery and calendar are to portray the events of Mariette in Ecstasy in a perfectly neutral

As stated in (McCaughan (2004)"Ecstasy was first developed in 1914 as a weight loss aid, it was never marketed for that purpose. In 1970 the drug began to get some popularity among clinical psychologist as an aid to psychotherapy and marriage counseling in the United States". More than a decade later, DEA placed the MDMA drug into the list of schedule drugs, however the popularity of the drug gained attention among the youth subcultures. The way that this drug is distributed throughout the public is in pill form; they vary from color and designs, an example would be superman symbol, different cartoon characters, etc.; as color goes, it varies from white, blue, pink, etc.. This drugs has also gained attention in recent Hollywood Movies like Bad Boys 2, when of

Lauren scrambled forward, but her choppy steps were no match for the deep drifts. Icy snow fell over the top piping on her boots and packed around her socks. Although her leg muscles bulked at the cold and extra weight, she forged onward, her breath hacking against the wind.

Ecstasy And The Rave Culture Society today is at its most technologically advanced state with very modernized ways of living, and no doubt these technological advances will continue to grow. As a result drugs and chemicals are far more readily available than ever before in history, especially those of illegal drugs (J.Davies & N.Coggans (1991) P.6). This has led to an increase in recreational drug use (drug taking for pleasure). This clearly has implications for health issues as drugs don't only create physical health issues but can cause emotional problems, tension, destruction of families, financial difficulties, no-go areas of crime and so on, these alone can become health problems as stress

Sometimes, when I was little, I would daydream as I watched my mother sew dresses and prepare meals. I would just sit on a little wooden stool quietly and look up to the ceiling with my head swaying, and I would dream.

I sat there, numb, unmoving, my breathing shallow. I just sat there thinking about the time I was able to spend with him. The way his little fingers would grasp my larger hand. I sat there remembering how his sad little smile could warm my heart, even on my worst day. Then I remembered my reluctance to get close to him, knowing he wouldn’t be able to stay with us long. I remembered how I would never volunteer to hold him, not wanting to bond with the sweet boy that would leave before he had the chance to walk or even utter his first syllable. I felt a cold regret slowly seep into my body, regret for not loving on him more than I did, more than I should have.

Dynamo was a scary first grader. His fear of standing in front of his peers, for his oral spelling test, caused him a great big problem in his classroom.

Never in a million years had I never imagined that falling in love would be so easy. On February 16, 2010 I was honored to be the girlfriend of Dante’ Lamont Williams. The moment I laid my eyes on him I felt as if the world was in my hands. Having someone besides family to encourage; build me up was amazing. Daily we would go on park walks just to explain why his love for me was strong. Ever since the first day we met he would call me his “golden piece”. A golden piece to Dante’ was when he was down and out; clueless on what to do I would be the one to put a smile on his face just to encourage him and let him know that everything was going to be just fine. I never thought I would go from loving someone so hard to watching him take his last breath in my arms.

After Armi and I say our goodbyes to the staff and our friends, we were about to leave out of the agency ASAP since i was getting antsy until i felt a light hand on my shoulder. "Hey Armin. Would you mid if i talked to Eren for a quick sec.?" Annie softly smiles at Armin as Armin stands there with his mouth agape, shocked t how nice Annie was being towards me. "Umm. If Erens okay with it..." Armin gives me a side eye, asking if its okay with me. I quickly make up my mind and wink at him. Armin jst rolls his eyes at me and walks towards the door. "I'll go pul up the car." He states. And with that, Armin walks out of the door with a big smile plastered on his face like a fool. After Armin leaves, i turn around -almost forgetting she was still there- and nervously

I remember the day just like it was yesterday, the pale color and coldness of her skin. The sky was clear blue, soft, with a touch of red, and the trees seemed stiff in their bright green shade. The wind was blowing with its humid dry air. And All I could do was stand silently in disbelief, caught up in my own thoughts and calm as I ever been. Wondering what I could have done differently to change the course of time, life had taken us upon. Since that very day a chunk of my heart was ripped away, and broken into pieces… “Oh how I miss her so much.”

Many years ago, when the gods were rulers of land and sea, a herd of horses lived on the island of Crete. This herd of horses had inhabited the island for generations and were peaceful creatures, grazing off the land and disturbing nobody. Often, Zeus would ask of favours from the herd and each time the horses would agree to carry out any task Zeus asked of them. The leader of the herd was a mare who went by the name of Aikaterina. Like her name, meaning ‘pure’, Aikaterina’s coat was of a pure and beautiful white and she was, by far, the most beautiful mare in the land. Aikaterina had three sons: Dion, Irenaeus and Pegasus, all whom she adored dearly. Pegasus was the youngest son and although he loved his life with the herd he longed to stray