It's THAT Simple.

I know a woman who claims she has not had a single drop of water in her entire life. She absolutely refuses to drink it. Says she can't stand it. She also hates vegetables, and avoids them at all costs. The more processed, the more sugar, the less natural, the better. Her life, non-coincidently enough, is just as processed, very drama filled, and a mental ache to the observer who feels they are getting a live show of a Soap Opera they didn't ask to watch.

When dismantling belief systems, the reaction often observed is that of a mind gawking the simplicity of it all. Since the habit has been that of making things convoluted, the carbonation and excessive amounts of sugar seem to be missed. The good thing is, the withdraws do fade with time.

When the excess has been emptied out, one begins to tap into a current, a constant flow, that was never gone, and only because of it's subtlety, missed. This current offers no crash once the sugar is gone. It contains no mysterious ingredients. With every drink of it's simplicity, one will be drawn to laugh earnestly. To smile the silly smirk of the respected monk. To return to looking at the world with eyes filled with wonder like a child.

For once it's found, one can only wonder, how could it have ever been missed.