Yes, I was being 'rhetorical'.
I don't know how to participate in this forum. I'm not searching for anything, because there's nothing to search for.
I first stated, in a previous post, that, 'reality', has no inherent, intrinsic, 'meaning'. When I arbitrarily place 'meaning', onto any given exoteric 'event', I've just become a despot in my own self delusion.
The unclimbable mountain, of the concept of what 'Enlightenment' is - was - for me, the Mount Everest, of obstacles, I had placed on the alter of delusion - in order to hinder knowledge of 'who' is the one seeking, for example. Who is it? Ummm.....wait, I know! It's...er, ah....let me get back to you on that one.
When I 'got it', years ago - it was on a plane - 30,000 feet up - with Gingerale running out of my nose - hand clasped over my mouth, and tears streaming down my face, laughing hysterically.
Thailand was gravy. Horrifying Gravy. To not exist - and to go through hanging on to anything - including the Self? Death on Rollerskates. All I could think was, "I love myself, I don't want to not exist"!
I can verify, with first hand knowledge - that Self Inquiry - for lack of a better word, 'works'.
'Who Am I'? Well, who is the one asking the question? 'What Am I'? Well, who is the one that's asking? 'Where am I'? Who is the one that's asking the question' - like an endless mobius strip of endless, endlessness. Round and round we go - where we stop... Who knows?
Who, indeed.
I'm seeing - that, after 5 posts - I need to let go of feeling the need to write anything in this forum - because there's nothing left to say.