During my own awakening, there were two distinct processes at work within me. The first was that from the moment of the initial event, I already knew everything. I knew all I would ever know in the first split second. As soon as the truth bomb went off inside me, I understood that only one thing was left standing, and I knew what it was. You’d think that might be the end of it, but it was only the beginning. Truth-realization is the easy part, untruth-unrealization is the hard part; in my case, nearly two years of dismantling, deconstructing and demolishing my self and my dreamstate reality. It all had to be burned to ash, piece by piece, and since it was aspects of my self that were burning, it hurt.