I seek it and I have sought to seek it, I have read maps and I have stayed in the huts of the hermits; I have ventured to edges and coastlines, I have waded through swamps of doubt, I have kept all keys I have been able to find... I have followed instinct; I have followed reason, logic, and I have discarded most of it… my emotions are my signposts… I have followed elders, my mouth have been bent open and the soliloquies of lecturers ring still in my ear... I have bribed, I have tried to cheat, I have stabbed backs, I have walked over corpses of innocent humans, but I can not find it still! The Ebih of my dreams – symbol of perfect and unparadoxical harmony – a fraud? I feel fooled... The forest smiles.