There's a freight train coming down the line...

The only "problem" with that - for a few; for the rest, NO PROBLEMA - is that you are in the caboose, you were born in that caboose, and in that caboose you will die, but there are no doors and no windows in that caboose, just a lot of noise, a lot of movement and the apparent promise of a destination that never comes, due to the pinhole cracks in the walls that give a sense of passing scenery, passing time.

You may even believe you've SEEN the destination, ARRIVED at the destination, WALKED AROUND at the destination a couple three times, but alas, probably not, really. Probably, you've just seen some of the more interesting, to you, scenery that inevitably passes by you and everyone, as you continually look out your pinholes - especially those two big ones in front of you - trying to figure out what's going on. (Fact is, had you SEEN, ARRIVED, WALKED AROUND, then why are you still on board this clickety-clack freight train!?!)

There is nothing special in any of that - at least you've got seven billion, or so, caboose-mates to talk to. But there is a secret, and it's in that caboose with you, could you but discover it, uncover it, get inside it, go through it, because it is a "secret door" that not only transports you up to the engine car, but onto the cow-catcher in front of the engine car. And once on the cow-catcher - like Leo DiCaprio in Titanic - you're the King of the WORLD!!!

"So... what's so *special* about that?"

Good question.

For one thing, getting out in front of the freight train, you are no longer subject to the noise, the smell, the movement, the irritation, the utter and almost total frustration and confusion that goes along with being born into - with no possible egress - the caboose.

What do you think (with all you "know" about This Thing called Life) that freight train actually is? Here's a hint:

First, you must "get really small", 

then you can pass through anything, 

even "prison train caboose cars".