Whenever I hear people (some of the gentlest nicest people I know) talk about becoming "integral" as somehow meaning they are now closer to a god, maybe even are one, I think of rape, enraptured, rapt. By what have I been caught up? By what are victorious troops sacking a city enraptured? The god of that party is Dionysus, god of war, plunder, ecstasy, drink, of the poet in rapture. Exiled to hell in Christianity, as the goat-footed one. Whole means the lizard brain at one with the ego, and with the angelic self. I can identify with a man like Trump. What I cannot identify with is being at one with myself like he is with himself. The holy is come again, and the language of it is not lyric, or even a tweet, but tragedy.