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i've already gone up the mountain and gotten enlightened, and been dispersed into nothing. i've woken up and i've been on the other side of that bold line that divides awake and asleep.
once you're awake, you can never be un-awake. im trying to say... once you've been enlightened, you cant become un-enlightened. it's like dorothy when she walked into the poppy feild (she was already over the rainbow) the witch (depression) just made her fall asleep with saturation of opiates (how ironic, i know)... she was awoken by an affirmation that there still were things alive around her.. something soft, yet cold enough to jolt her awake.. snow fell and she was awake, and still over the rainbow.
it's like the difference between listening to the music, and feeling the music.