 When the nervous system realizes that the diamond was there the whole time, it just goes into shock. It's like, what? It was there the whole time? I've been seeking externally for my nature. I've been trying to attain peace and happiness in objects and experiences and relationships and substances. And then you fucking laugh at yourself because you're like, I was so stupid. Just like in the parable of the prodigal son, I was so dumb thinking that I would find peace and happiness in a dream, in an illusion. When in reality the nature of the fucking observer itself is peace and happiness. That's the realization. That's the cosmic joke.