Imagine one of several incoming analogies. The first, a calm seafloor abruptly and violently dredged up by an anchor of a ship far above. Next, a whirlwind of the many possible outcomes and decisions one man could make in a single second or over a lifetime. Finally, the simple bowl of Japanese miso soup. When it is allowed to stand still, the ingredients settle and the soup itself is a bit less opaque. But when you stir that soup up, the miso in the bowl springs to movement and life, making the once peaceful surface a cloudy murkiness, with the tofu, seaweed, and onions going every which way.
Even analogies and mental ascent have its limitations. Mere knowledge is not what saves you, the work of Christ is what saves.