This may not be the only world you inhabit. What is it to be in control, if not that you can be released from the interlocking panels of one world into another and find your way back? Or that you belong in none of these but only to yourself at the source of them all? This sweet world is only the sweeter in its particulars when opened out to all the possibilities of mind and all its otherings. You take baby steps, fall and get up again, and fall again into your own bewilderment without safety or escape. Remembering that there is no safety or escape that you've not invented.