Whenever I have thirsted though my tongue sought water my soul sought for this. Whenever I have yearned though my dreams dreamt of futures my soul dreamt of this. Whenever I have labored though my efforts aimed higher my soul aimed at this. Whenever I have swooned though my heart longed for beauty my soul longed for this. Experience is a gilt onion. I peel it back, layer by layer, and always I find this. This is the purpose. This is the meaning. This is the intent. Perhaps you wonder what I mean? In truth, you wonder about this.