"So you think you can tell Heaven from Hell?" asked the British rock band Pink Floyd many years ago, for, it continues, "we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year . . . "
     We are all happy we are here.  But if we're all in a fish bowl, swimming but really going nowhere, moving along but never being able to stop, living because to do otherwise is to die, how do we indeed assess the value of anything we do?  We're trapped in a world of our making, happy, but not knowing why we are here, not knowing what it all means, much less being able to conceive or fathom the existence or difference between heaven and hell.
     Yet we all wonder.  We all wonder, at one point in our lives, what might be beyond us.  But we won't get any answers in a fish bowl.  We will only learn the limits of our limits.  We will only know if we can somehow, like the protagonists in Plato's famous allegory of the Cave, break out of our limits, topple our boundaries.  Then we will see, really see the nature of the beyond about which we all wonder.
     What will we see?  While we may well see whatever we are expecting to see, if we have really broken out of everything we know, we will, logically, see something that we do not expect to see, possibly something that defies and exceeds all our expectations.
     Why else would we look?  Revelation, that is, transcending material and information we previously did not know, will only appear to those who believe they have exhausted every other limit of knowing.  We won't see unless we decide we will.