The universe is the womb where Gods are made
The naked and true existence of reality can never be described; You can only dance with it. Those things that can be described can only be described because they have opposites. Light has darkness. Wet has dryness. Soft has hardness, and so on. Reality, has no opposites therefore it can’t be described nor can it even be proven to exist; yet proof of its existence is undeniable.
All of life as we know it is in a state of progress toward attaining or manifesting the one frequency of our existence. That is to say that a tree is doing its best to reflect the same frequency that you are but in the best way it knows how. Everyone is like a different flower attempting as best they can to reflect the same image. Or a different instrument manifesting a different sound from the same breath. Unless of course you choose to deny this duty, in which case you will bring suffering to yourself and others.
The game of life is this. In order for it to spin, it must chase its own tail and think it’s not her own.
The word lie is not too dissimilar from the word life. Because in our words is inscribed the wisdom of the ancients that forged it. The cycles of pain and destruction persisted in erasing what was learned until man grew wise enough to preserve it in the words spoken even by those causing the destruction. It is the great secret that is made plain every time we speak.
But fear those dwelling in the dust whom have now gathered their strengths to kill our very words. Even evil fears them. For they are like a parasite that targets the core of all immune systems rendering the body of good and evil unresponsive to the threat it bears. Unresponsive. This is the fate of the body once the language is destroyed and thus, far more effective at destroying the human enterprise than targeting the body itself. Target the word, and all that has followed will be lost.
Life is a game, yes. An illusion. See the illusion plainly, and you will be lost into nihilism. Or choose to play the game, and be the avatar that prevails. Life is not for cowards.