At the intersection between gloom and bliss is the capacity to align with the bliss. No one gets into bliss by mistake. But, it is possible to mistakenly slip into gloom. The blessing of choice knows no boundaries when we consider the great gulf between eternal death and everlasting life.
Life is deep. Its recesses are deeper than any common understanding. No one really understands all there is to know about life. Some of our attempts to explain events and activities are just scratches on the surface of a gigantic mystery. Who then understands life? Who can measure its immensity?