Every worthwhile question has no answer within the same terms as those in which it was formulated. Such a question brings about a movement of attention which alters the entire landscape of meaning and your place within it. You have no master map which can describe where you now find yourself. The possibilities are greater than you think since the reflex of thought is to assimilate the new to the familiar. And so you miss the pathways than can take you further away from your starting point, further towards the destination that is yours. Only when you are propelled by a powerful distress within the familiar are you sufficiently awake to realise the strangeness of the journey. How else can you recognise what you have never looked at before? How else can you see the door that has always been open but that you have always blindly walked past?