It's not possible to explain or understand what is going on, It is an unending mystery. No one is responsible. It's unconditional and has no reason, whatever. It is what it is and then it changes. You can se it for yourself and you got to se it for your self. Othervise it is a belife, a thought, and its not going to help. I am, or this body, acts properly according to the world, and behave inside the social rules. But inside I know it is only a play, a cosmic game wich can end any time. The madness, or the No-mind, the unending mystery, is never far away. This can never be expressed, cause it self is "it"
It's never too late for "now"!