The inner structure of representation, of the representational is a weird distorted mirroring of the prior existential structure of appearance. If at one time awareness of originating light has dawned over you, and about which nothing can be said, it will be succeeded by a never ending series of echoes in representation about which much can be said, often even with unexpected power but all misleading and wayward. If you could assemble all of these fragments into a concurrence then it just might arise as identical to the original insight which was never your own and has nothing to do with 'consciousness'.