No essay can claim to have reached the Absolute Truth. What it can do — what this one attempts — is approach from several directions at once, the way different pilgrims ascending different faces of the same mountain occasionally catch sight of each other across the rock face and recognize, without words, that they are going to the same place. Science has now dismantled the materialist floor. The great traditions — from the Upanishads to the Chan masters to the Christian mystics — have long maintained that what lies beneath it can be directly recognized, not as a distant achievement but as the ground already beneath every step. The summit does not belong to the enlightened. It belongs to the mountain. Which has never been separate from the feet of the one who is climbing.