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