The world. A scene. Everybody comes and goes according to the time granted to them by the director of the play – God.
There are people on the stage right now and there are also people on the seats, watching the play as it unfolds. Everybody is mesmerized with the way the worldly show goes, everybody is enchanted because there`s glamour in it, there`s magic, illusion; there are fireworks, dazzling lights and shining, illusory masks worn by those on the stage. And this stage, my friend, is not just any kind of stage, nor has it been built by following just any structure. No. It is more than that. The stage has been built following precisely the standards, patterns, requirements and etiquette of the human society.
These actors who`re on the stage now would gladly take off their masks as it`s tiring to wear them, and would gladly play their God-given roles in any way they see fit to it or how they would want, but they can`t for they are trapped on that stage and are playing the roles in a way that satisfy society. They don’t play those roles for themselves; they don’t even play them for the sake of their audience. They play them to please society and its demands; it controls them and it pulls the strings just like a puppet maker does with his puppets.
Everybody on that stage is wearing a happy face while their soul cries on the inside but they entertain that “happiness” with illusory thoughts and desires, and when there`s a firework of blinding light – it`s when they are at their happiest as they think all eyes are on them and it makes them feel so important.
Some people in the audience cover their faces behind a fan to protect their eyes from that strong light, for they – wise souls – know that the light (just like anything else ) is just a temporary illusion and they wonder how come other people, both in the audience and on stage, don’t see this.
Oh, but the actors are so good at making that stage look like it`s the most perfect and real thing that could ever exist!
They dress up in fancy clothes, they acquire belongings, they decorate the stage with everything a heart can wish for; they spread all over the place expensive ornaments and colors of any kind as if the goddess of illusion , Maya, came down from her abode into the earthly plane, showing everybody just what faithful servants she has. The show is marvelous indeed, having the goddess herself on the stage. The lights, the colors, the glamor, the masks and fake smiles…all of it is so tempting for the viewer. So tempting that he/she considers the idea to stand up and go to that stage, to step on it, to step into that illusion. He/she wants to touch it, just a little bit.
No! Don’t do that! Don’t leave your seat!, I shout at them but they don’t listen. Blinded by the splendor and opulence, they walk to the stage and get up on it but once they do that, it`s over, they are lost. Once they are on the stage, they think that that “world” is the real thing, that it`s how it is supposed to be and they identify themselves with it, they melt into it and become one with it. Maya, the goddess, smiles. She`s pleased, watching everything while sitting on her golden throne.
It`s late for those souls now. They think that it`s them who make up that utopic world; they think they are everything they think, have and do, not knowing that beneath all that lies their soul, burdened by the heaviness of the material-based thought, desire and action. They don’t know that they are divine beings, carrying in their soul the seed of divinity itself: God. They have forgotten who they are and where they come from. Maya has managed to lure them into believing that this material world is all there is and one`s worth is set by how much they achieve and gain, not realizing that in the end, everything will go back to its rightful master – God.
Whatever you do, my dear fellow human being, never ever leave your seat, having the stage in front of your eyes. It`s the only way you can prevent yourself from getting hurt; it`s the only way you can prevent yourself from getting “swallowed” by this worldly place. It`s the only way you can become and remain aware of your divine being, of your beautiful spirit that only wants to keep you away from this deep and thick mirage. One can reach the bottom of the ocean – as it has one – but one can never reach the bottom of this illusory world we live in as it`s just like a mirage we see at the horizon: too shiny and too far away.
Beware. Watch the play on the stage but never think you are the play.
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