there's a paradox beneath him.

somehow, it seems that i've pushed back the protective covering that encases all- i've been flung from paradise (milton, you're working me raw.) but at this dismissal, it seems that i've acquired this queer knowledge- not to say of the universe, but of the constant cycle of mankind and the wretched circle it forever remains in, looping around endlessly. it's like a goddamn fishbowl or a portal; i can see the world for what it is- good and evil, the quest for knowledge and power; it's almost an illusion. you think you've seen the entire picture, but you come to realize that you're the main source of the pain you've brought upon yourself. the picture is connected to yet another, and the two (or more) images cycle and blend into the other(s) for all eternity. now, regarding optical illusions; one can typically only see one picture at a time. what happens, exactly, when you see all images at once.?