It is a warm summer night, and we are participating in the wild ritual. Massive bonfire flames are coming up to the sky, and scores of people dressed like animals dancing around. Others are sitting and playing the drums, and I am sitting all naked next to this folk. Drums start to play louder and louder, and it is getting unbearably hot. Flames are soothing and burning my body at the same time. Sweat runs like rivers, and I close my eyes and start feeling how my soul is parting the body. 
I'm leaving this world by ascending high. Surrounded by soft and cool clouds, I am running through treetops and jumping on the highest mountains. My inner voice tells me to keep running forward on these long bridges to reach that magical passage to happiness and bliss. 
I start wondering what I will have to say or how to greet the happiness? Would I be able to touch it or smell it? Not feeling the ground underneath, I'm just ascending higher and higher into the infinite skies. Suddenly I see an image and start going forward with my last bits of energy. And finally hit a mirror in which I witness myself.  
All confused, start thinking whether this is how happiness and bliss looks. Did I have to go all the way and spend all the energy to find myself at the other end? Do I have enough willpower to find a different type of bliss, joy or happiness because the current one is not enough? Should I stay or ascend further?