The values you identify with and hold dear are, like the so-called ego defenses, offerings to hostile internal forces or oblations to powerful internal forces whose friendliness you wish to maintain. In all cases  these forces are personified and are internal in that they are always with you and have always been with you. What is at stake is the devolution of cosmic dramas, theomachies for which your intervention is merely incidental; they can see you at all times but you can only sense them when they are close by and at their choice. It is impossible to imagine or to believe in a scene of recognition wherein you would unconditionally reconciled with one of the sides and your complicity with the others would be cancelled. At every stage you have made deals, as it were, with both god and the devil, with multiple gods and devils representing a dizzying variety of cosmic agendas. The political twists and turns of the plot, the expedient betrayals, the doublings, the narrow escapes are endlessly complex and answer to histories that long precede your birth but which you cannot escape or disavow. This is what it is like just a little way below the surface and you venture into it with only the pale light of your meagre realisation that if you would dispose of one you must dispose of all with a single thrust.