In this phenomena of life, this passage twixt the womb and the tomb, and back again, ad infinitum, , , it's all appearances, images, masks , , , ( or as i used to say in my darker days, "Facade, facade, facade, , , Behold the severed head of God !"( i'll let your imagination and intellect figure that one out, but if you have any spiritual insight, then the meaning should be "pretty" obvious. . . ) So here we all are! Are we having fun or what ? And as you know 'what' is the antithesis of fun. But then again without the 'what', there would be no fun, for such is the nature of the primary cosmic matrix, the duality in the eye of the beholder