I 'm sure a vision derived from exhaustion, dehydration, fear, and altitude , could be considered delusion and the ramblings of a backwoods weirdo.  Living in a dream, while still awake, in my estimation warrants some telling of the story.  Long distance skiing was the method of my madness, and directed me to places, far from me, yet within me.  My early glimpse of the center of the universe, has led me to understand the various forms of light and the blueprint of everything.  The basis of this understanding was not based on the writings of prophets, or myths in  human past, but a release from all holds on life and time.  The view, was not an answer to the all, but a starting line  in the race toward death.