Enlightened anyone?

Lilith meets Val on the intersection of a lush forest and a cold stone, a piece of memory that tears the heart when Val can see, hear, listen it is so acute, so vibrant, and he does not want to have the sight or hearing when knowing is more painful and redemption is far away, for it is the storms and it is turbulence. yah. nothing makes sense when the paths of yellow bricks do not lead to serenity, and the quest becomes more and more futile … … surely Lilith sees, her sight is keen, the dormant wants are not denied, every trick in the book is played and her eyes are wide and uncomprehending because the view is open to all. don't we all choose? and she had chosen - the path where it is quite obvious, of a short cut to utopia. isn't that where every man and woman seeks? that place of serenity? and she has found a way, it is not the ancient ways and yet it is. for gold buys truth. Val, val. you know nothing surely and he is dismissive, he is in a hole. no longer sure for she sits at the highest temple, of silver, gold and mirth. it is strange that there is a tug, there is a sense of dysphoria for all he believed in seems to be crashing down when the stone crushes water. there is no need for change, no need to ponder when gold and mirth paint the skies.