Kev
An epiphany that does not provide any real insight into the nature of reality or its interconnectedness is actually an apophany.
An example would be seeing Kevin Rudd’s head in a cloud, probably while lying on the grass after a few beers on a Saturday afternoon.
He wasn’t really there and even if he was there’s no real insight; all clouds sort of look like Kev’s head.
I saw Kev perform on TED recently; I suspect he was promoting himself to the UN as the global thought-leader on US-Chinese relations.
It’s worth watching just to see someone at the end of a political lifecycle, whose ego has collapsed into a black hole such that only an unedited and unfiltered longing for higher adulation can escape.
There wasn’t much gravitational pull I can tell you.

I’ve had an irrational fondness for Kevin ever since I dreamed my son and I somehow got into his office through an air-conditioning duct. Dream Kevin was very gracious about it. This was when he was Foreign Minister.