The whole process is, in a way, ethereal. Consider it as a spherical trip and as we move around the globe of shaving perfection we are shrouded in mists and fogs that contain pitfalls and traps that must be overcome to achieve the paragon shave of perfect sharpness, one pass perfection with no irritation and especially no sense of having shaved at all but the end result is a BBS none the less. And if we ever achieve that nirvana of states we are probably in the next world.