Among all the noise in the giant house I find myself wandering alone into the dimly lit room in the center, in the center of which is an object beyond description. It seems to exist like nothing else exists. I have often been here and often left, loving and hating this thing, sometimes trying to forget. There are other things like it throughout the house. But they are somewhat different, a little more describable, a little more concrete. People dance around them naked. Sometimes I join these people and I am ashamed. And then I wander back into the room in the center. Dimly lit with that single indescribable thing in the center. What is it I wonder. I know what it is but I don't. I have always been afraid. But today I am not. I walk up to it resolute and reach out to it, taking it all in and the darkness disappears in a flash of light. Revelation. Resolution. A feeling that makes the dancing look like nothing, insanity. My eyes are closed and open. I have no eyes. I can see everything. Everything is clear now. The warmth fills me up like nothing else. The thing penetrates my soul I am alive. But I fear that if I leave, it will go away and the darkness will replace it, the dancing will come back and worst of all I will enjoy it. I fear this but then I see it. It will not go away. Calamity. It will not go away. I withdraw my hand and the light remains. The warmth fills me to a greater degree now and I walk out of this room no longer dimly lit. I look out and the walls vanish and everything can be seen. The path is perfect. A smile lingers upon my face, even inwardly. This warmth will never fade. The transition will be perfect. The transition has already occurred.