I don't think there is an end as such. I believe there is transformation. Sometimes in a very wild way, sometimes more subtle. The whole idea of figuring out is ba<x>sed on an idea that I through these senses I have should somehow be able to stand outside of things looking in and then subtract some kind of real truth in a universe that is made up of subjects. Life is indeed exciting in that way but not as a mystery to be resolved as life keeps evolving on so many levels, seen and unseen, but as a mystery to be experienced. We are both being and Being as it is written somewhere.