Then I started thinking to the Destiny makers that continuously create new images y in books, on television or through other media that provide images. And I said these are Creating Factors and Unique Accidental too. And I looked through the window. It was snowing. The first snow flakes were laying silently on the frozen soil. All of a sudden the silence was broken by the beat of a doves wings. This is when I understood that the silence of the Great Void-Being was disturbed by only one Intended Occurrence, and everything that followed it was a big lie called Image, which is an Illusion and the Illusion is Destiny Eureka, I said, as if I had found the paradise of the Illusion of Life in which we hope to get after the so-called death. It was a paradise of the winner, except that this winner thought he was more defeated than ever because it was a victory over an empire of lie, of an Illusion of a Destiny, which deeply disturbed the Great Void-Being with its lies and hypocrisies.