…ly cognitive stumbling turns back into grace. Nothing escapes this endless dance, not even The End. Reality turns out to be a dream within a dream, a false …ly cognitive stumbling turns back into grace. Nothing escapes this endless dance, not even The End. Reality turns out to be a dream within a dream, a false creation, since every moment presents us with novelty, that endless succession of changes. This and that are constantly turning back into One, while everything that seemed ‘to be’, turns out…