Scary at the Top
Let us imagine that You are God. Everywhere You "look", You see infinite nothingness. You contemplate forever alone in the void. Its very scary at the Top. So alone! You panic. You calm down. You think.
It has been so long ! How long have I been here like this?
You need to escape! Turning inward, if such is possible, You devise a scheme; You will expand and break up Your undifferentiated Oneness, and in so doing, forget Your existential reality, and instead escape into unlimited condtional identities, who will serve You, and yet are You ! But in this Blessed Forgetfulness, the Yoga Maya.
You will enjoy many dreams.
You begin this split, creating first an unimaginably beautiful and ecstatic partner, equal to You, but with a female disposition. She alone is equal to You. She expands Herself into assistants displaying fractional fractals of Her potency.
Needing assistants to further facilitate and increase varieties within the Grand Illusion, You split into a Brother, Parents, a Home land, unlimited servitors, friends, protectors, unlimited spiritual planets and Godheads. The dance is on now !
Pleasure necessitates that You, Godhead not know Yourself fully at "all times". You can play a submissive role, for example under the control of Your Beloved; a most delightful status. And You can accept a loving Mother, forgetting all responsibilities, and resting peacfully as a wee child under the loving care of Yours devotee, such as Mother Yasoda, shown below...
Now it becomes clear; You learned something about love. Unless the beloved is free not to love, it is slavery, and You find it far more interesting to play the games of love. Assuming a role of subserviance to Your Lover, You become fully absorbed in the game, time without end.
Also now the free seperated sparks, the part and parcels jiva souls with their own free will, some choose to play at being themselves God, in an illusion of what that is, and so the material worlds expand, and now you have Your pastimes there, involving sometimes fighting, animosity towards You and attacks on Your devotees!
Sometimes there is horror, sometimes chivalry and bravery. Spiritual blues is born, and that makes it all worth the price. But considering that the possibility is also there for unending suffering, in the ignorance of the material worlds, their limits ensure that in due course, everything will return to its primordial spiritual state.
You mercy becomes a thing of great value amongst the condtioned souls, partially awakened by Your pure devotees. Indeed, any pure Being willing to help the fallen entities becomes like unto You, by Your personal involvement.
Losing Yourself, You dance and love now, with incredible pleasures, shared among all these expansions, spiritual planets amid ecstatic exchanges of loving services without end.
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