The world is overwhelming even the little of it that you can encounter, distorted through the pinhole of your mind and you have no power over it, and so it is not in that respect that it is purely for you, it is rather that all your experience is only yours and can never be otherwise. The only transcendence that is possible is towards the mystery of being which can only be approached from the inside. How to take the smallest steps possible, to slow down enough to break each step down into its parts, and then those parts into their parts? To fail and fail again and fail at failing.