There are many who find comfort on their journeys by way-stations which are ready to assist..when summoned.. There are presences there which color experience..and seem present as life unfolds..
Moreover..life without form seems daunting and distant to some who relish intermediate relief.. Religions have relied on this very natural desiring.. Providing figures of faith and stories to map and locate the light and happiness we all seek..
Yet..in ancient and modern days a pondering has arisen in some about a path more direct bypassing those many way-stations..which..having served now seem to delay arrival.. And..are dissolved by discovery that way-stations are made of the light and happiness we all seek...