Thousands of feet below the surface of a terrain no man with inner certainty had any business in, the same intuition that led him through past dark nights abandoned him to the harsh reality of nature’s phenomenal indifference.

After a failed attempt to subjugate his humanity, expecting technology to provide panacea to his ignorance, he tried calling for help in the form of an SOS corresponding to a letter admitting how regretful he was to have wandered into what was increasingly feeling like a life ending situation to his folks, clearing the air in the increasingly likely event he would perish.

When the few hours of warm sun that would blanket him between frigid chasms waned and his device proved itself incapable of sending the emergency beacon, his stubbornness for survival meant no choice but to take the leaps of faith toward his way back to the surface, through an abyss roaring with the laughter of pulsating snowmelt, echoing fears from prior lives exceeding his wildest imagination.

As he ultimately surrendered to the despair, he was reignited with a spark of clarity that instructed new purpose in life and the patience in which to apply skills he had never attempted before in a moment when the stakes were never higher. Embodied with a new frequency of understanding, synchronized to the ideal of a superior consciousness of whom adopted him as a long misplaced part of the whole.