And it was then that I saw it. All of it. Then and only then when I finally unfocused my eyes from the man-built facade that is pounded into our minds during early childhood; that man is mortal, life is a self-recycling wheel constantly devouring itself and forming itself anew exactly as it was before, EXISTENCE is undeniable and not subjective, present is a solid form and not subjective, 1 and 1 are simply two and only two; never more and never less - all that restricting disinformation torn away from me not at once but at a gradual pace as I removed the walls of the facade brick by brick. With each brick removed a new color was  born.

My hands worn down by the time and pressure of digging and tearing. Scratched. Skin broken. fingers twitching. I fell to the ground and stopped trying to see over the wall I was working so hard to bring down ... for just one single moment I closed my eyes ... and then I saw what lay on the inside. The one reverberating truth in my head that I had sought all along. I could hear the whispering of the other beings welcoming me home. Meanwhile, one solid red stream from some indeterminate point up in the sky and down to the red-soaked ground below continued to pour and pour as it always had and always will. The summation of everything was there and I had jumped out of it to observe ... and it too opened one big eye to observe me like from a father unto a son and assured me of my own omnipresent and free-flowing - Oh, what's that? You just asked me my credit card number? Okay, sure .. just hold on a second ...