Intimacy is invited; ecstasy is invoked. Ecstasy is experienced as one-ness; intimacy requires two-ness. Intimacy is exclusionary: us vs. them; ecstasy is all encompassing: I experience the all. Ecstasy banishes alone-ness; intimacy vanquishes loneliness. Intimacy requires time to create and build; ecstasy occurs in a moment, as a flash. In nature, ecstasy is mirrored in visions of galaxies; intimacy is revealed in the morning dew on a petal. Earth and water remind us of intimacy; ecstasy is charged with fire and air. Ecstasy is felt when God touches a man's soul; intimacy is known when another man touches my soul. Poetry and painting can be intimate; music and dance conjures ecstasy. Ecstasy craves movement, radiates vibration; intimacy commands stillness, creates peace. Intimacy speaks softly in hummingbird whispers; ecstasy sings as a night-filling chorus of angels. Ecstasy colors the sky in rainbows; intimacy reveals itself in subtle shades of gray. Intimacy is a secret uncovered with another in dim light;

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