When was the last time you spoke with someone in a state of bliss? I prefer my human interactions to be, one, few and far between, and two, not with people in altered states of consciousness. If I ever met a blissed-out person I’d run like hell in case it was contagious. I wouldn’t even want to breathe the same air so none of the bliss particles could infect me. I’d burn my clothes and take a Silkwood shower just in case.