And so we are indeed guided, are we? Sent wandering through the electric texts, reading on until the all the tumblers drop into place and the door swings open at a touch.
Obvious, really; but when on is distracted by something yet more obvious, even the obvious becomes occult.
However, I digress. This is the solution: If I can't do it, I have to find someone who can; if I can't find anyone, I must create them; and this achieved I must be them for a while.
Bingo. Thanks, guys.