Dream

If you awaken from this illusion

And you understand that black implies white, self implies other

Life implies death or shall I say death implies life

You can feel yourself, not as a stranger in the world

Not as something here on probation

Not as something that has arrived here by fluke

But you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental

What you are basically

Deep, deep down, far, far in

Is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself

So, say in Hindu mythology

They say that the world is the drama of God

God is not something in Hindu mythology with a white beard

That sits on a throne and that has royal prerogatives

God in Indian mythology is the self

Satcitananda, which means

Sat, that which is

Cit, that which is consciousness

That which is ananda is bliss

And in other words

What exists, reality itself, is gorgeous

It is the plenum, the fullness of total joy

Wow-wee

And all those stars if you look out in the sky

A firework display like you see on the Fourth of July

Which is a great occasion for celebration

The universe is a celebration

It's a firework show to celebrate that existence is

Wow-wee

And then they say, but, however

There's no point just sustaining bliss

Let's suppose that you were able, every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream

And that you could, for example, have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time

Or any length of time you wanted to have

And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams

You would fulfill all your wishes

You would have every kind of pleasure you could conceive

And after several nights of 75 years of total pleasure each

You would say, "Well, that was pretty great"

But now let's, um, let's have a surprise

Let's have a dream which isn't under control

Where something is gonna happen to me that I don't know what it's gonna be

And you would dig that and would come out of that and you would say

"Wow, that was a close shave, wasn't it?"

Then you would get more and more adventurous

And you would make further and further-out gambles as to what you would dream

And finally, you would dream where you are now

You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today

That would be within the infinite multiplicity of choices you would have

Of playing that you weren't God

Because the whole nature of the godhead

According to this idea, is to play that he is not

The first thing he says to himself is, "Man, get lost"

Because he gives himself away

The nature of love is self-abandonment

Not clinging to one's self

Throwing yourself out, as in for example in basketball

You're always getting rid of the ball

You say to the other fellow, "Have a ball"

See, and uh, that-that keeps things moving

That's the nature of life

So in this idea then, everybody is fundamentally the ultimate reality

Not God in a politically kingly sense

But god in the sense of being the self

The deep-down basic whatever there is

And you're all that, only you're pretending you're not