I am surrounded by gods who can't see their own divinity.

"Where can I find a flame?", asks the fire god with sincerity.

The god of air fears lacking breath.

The god of water begs for a sip.

The god of the Earth tells me he has nowhere to stand.

They all point at themselves, yelling "It's not me! It can't be me!"

All the children of God are gods, and all living creatures are the children of God. Period.

But all the gods march about shouting "Where is divinity? Not within me! Anywhere but within me!"

It's tedious. It's annoying. I'm losing my ability to maintain my composure. All the gods looking for God everywhere but in their own hearts. Madness. Foolishness.

It's you.

The answer is you.

It has always been you.

It will always be you.

What you call God exists as emptiness.

What you call you exists as emptiness.

What you call the universe exists as emptiness.

All things empty.

People are driving me crazy. They don't WANT to see. They hate themselves so much they can't see what a miraculous being they are.

Your thoughts are not inside your head. Space and time are not fundamental, information is. Consciousness creates apparent space and dimensionality. Just like when you have a dream, what you are dreaming takes up no space. Your consciousness creates the illusion of space and dimensionality when you dream, the same as when you are awake. Both are information based simulations of physical realities.

The greatest saint, even if he has sacrificed a thousand times all that he held most dear, even his life itself, for love of others, for that of a God, or for a noble ideal, remains a prisoner of death and rebirth if he has not understood that all is a childish game, empty of reality, a useless illusion of shadows which his own mind projects on the infinite screen of the Void.

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