You have to want something, and how bad you want it will determine how hard you work to create it. With consciousness, it isn’t something you can work for, or go anywhere to obtain. It is the essential of what you are, the ground of being, the absolute. It doesn’t get any more central or fundamental than that. If you exist, if you are alive, you already have it.

It is the greatest achievement one could ever hope to attain and yet at no point in any version of reality have you not had it. You can never get rid of it and yet you run around as though something is missing, as though there is something to be achieved, gained, or gotten. The universe is quite literally yours and the reason you find yourself squished into the experience of a tiny body with limited resources and abilities is because otherwise this Universe would be unnervingly boring, for eternity.

You’ve had eternity to try everything, right now you are trying the tiny human thing out. While my own mind cannot penetrate, in normal waking consciousness, the inner workings of the great superconsciousness (Divine mind), the greater parts of my own mind, it isn’t hard to guess why an infinite being such as yourself, and myself, would be playing the game it’s playing as me, as you. Pretending to be a small, limited human. What wouldn’t you try if you had an eternity to explore an infinity of potentials.

I think it’s safe to say that you chose to play the game, you chose the situation you were in. From the perspective of infinite being, it’s a strikingly obvious conclusion to come to.

The great masters of the Hindu (and subsequent) traditions talk a lot about non-being and non-doing. A mystical inactivity which is in line with the eternal, unchanging Reality: Brahman, the changeless, unmoved mover, the causal ground of all that is. But, activity is the very signature of life, doing. And here lies the trick, the paradox.

Your very existence in a body, the human experience, as short of a ride as it may be, implies doing and action. But the Truth of your being the Infinite implies that there is absolutely nothing for you to do, gain, or accomplish. Enlightenment, gained while alive in a human form, is the recognition and fixing of one’s mind in awareness of the infinite, in the perspective of the infinite, while participating, to whatever degree is necessary or preferred, in the world of action and living.

See, as the infinite, playing in a tiny human form, you have nothing to really worry about (although, even a 2-D cinema may still jump scare you, or get your heart racing, or your eyes moistening). You are playing a game with no goal, no end, and no ultimate meaning other than experience itself. Death means nothing more than the powering down of a gaming console. In the Hindu view, you’ll climb right into another one at the first chance you get until you finally grow tired enough of doing that and you choose something else.

Enlightenment as an experience is to dip into this awareness for a moment. As a state, one is steeped, or stuck in this knowing that the awareness of the reality of Infinity pervades all daily experience, and life is lined as the simulation, or dream that it is. The body and even mind are understood as dream characters, or a game avatar, a multidimensional experiential vehicle to be dropped, shed like a snakeskin when its time is up. And that is the question, right? Who is you? What is you? What does it mean to be me? What do I mean when I say, “I?”

Pure being: infinite awareness without object sounds a bit scary; in Sanskrit it’s called sunyata: the void. But enlightened masters, who are in it themselves, tell us that it is actually this world of form that is scary. The shedding of the avatar means no more pain, no more worries—sat-chit-ananda: “truth-awareness-bliss.” It does mean that there is no activity or movement, but this state is inherently blissful. In fact, it’s where you really are right now. Your mind must come to rest in the center of the wheel, this inner place of non-movement from which all movement springs and upon which all movement depends.

The choice to move from pure awareness, the universal unborn bliss state state—totality, into form, into action, to endure not only the pleasures but also the pains of existence-as-form may be made any time, but the wise, the Buddhists say, choose bliss… only to eventually get bored and create another Universe…the dive into the pain, suffering, ignorance, and chaos. Actually, this cycle cannot be helped. It happens on its own; it is happening on its own right now. That’s the trick: find what is happening on its own. Find the reality that is absolute, that cannot be helped, a universe that cannot help but explode into being. Let go of the one that hangs on a thread and requires all your efforts (mental and physical) to maintain and affirm or it will vanish.

So yeah. Ultimate truth. It means we can relax knowing our ultimate nature is infinite, and that death is a return to bliss. It doesn’t mean there is no need for action, but it does mean that we can chill out about it. It doesn’t mean we can’t work hard to create our dreams, it just asks if we remember the truth? Another thing it suggests is that if we remember our true nature, as one with the nature of all beings around us, why would we purposely cause harm? In Sanskrit: ahimsa: non-harming. Buddhism suggests that koruna: compassion, might come before our achieving our aims at another’s expense. If infinity is indeed our true being, then what’s the point? Ultimately, it’s for the reader to answer for themselves (as is all).

In infinity, there are no rules. Anything may be created, anything experienced. When it comes to questions of harm and compassion within raw infinity, ‘why?’ is logically equally valid as ‘why not?’ It is up to the inner essence of each individual to decide that for themselves. Here, any sales pitches taper off. In a planetary reality wherein the very act of eating implies the act of killing, or at least taking, it is up to our own discernment and choice how we wish to move through it. The truth of infinity demands that we not judge it in any of its forms, no matter what is happening. Perfection equals the acceptance of all imperfection.