In the mythology of the poet, William Blake, there is an image of a frightening god he calls Urizen. In every generation there are not a few who align themselves with the cold and barren climates that Urizen creates. Those bound by Urizen are truly chilled folk. The contrast is the experience of those who have tasted infinity and who thrive on being in a right and enlivening relationship with God. I make reference here to the inspirational writings of not only William Blake, but Rabindranath Tagore, and Colin Wilson.  My suggestion is to heed these voices for spiritual heat is generated by what they have to say.