There is a reality. It is complete unto itself, and as far as it knows, there is no other reality like it.
There is no outside to this reality: it is All That Is.
But it wills to share, so it creates another from itself (remember, itself being All That Is); the other, being part of All That Is, knows it is one with its Creator. The Son begins to explore, and as it explores, suddenly has a thought that it is apart from All That Is, thus, the Son believes that "he" is apart, separated from his Creator.
This fear is a flash, then the flash is gone, because it is not the Creator's Will that His Son be anything other than His Beloved, (knowing His Son remains as created.) This means that nothing unreal exists. In the flash of the Son's mad thought, he sleeps, and has a dream in which he is indeed separate from his "Father"; in this dream, which also is gone in the flash, there is struggle, for the Son has taken on thickness, no longer being invisible...a bulk (as he continues to form what he calls "language"); and he must now move about, and dig in his earth and plant things that he must put in his bulk in order to "exist".
Ego is made to direct the pinpoint focus, so that the dream-matter can be formed and observed at the same "time"...yes, time...there must be a sense of continuation, for the Son finds that his focus can be sustained for only so long before it begins to "get old" and "die".
A world has formed in a flash, one Son has "become" a multitude...legends begin of a spirit, something "outside", but is actually within, in that it forms the molecules, the atoms, the cells...the stars. It is the body which gives this illusion of "outside". A single word comes to the mind of the sleeping Son: "God".
(Notice how we have gone from simplicity to a sense of the complicated. What was perfect is now seen as a dream, a fairy tale, and the "physical" is seen as real...LIFE. Everything is backward; what the Son knew as life is now seen as death...what was seen as unreal, is now called life; for the Son has forgotten that he can produce images, and know they are unreal, even though he uses the only power there is to make the images and project them: the Mind of his Father. This is how his Father can be within the cells of his body, but still know His Beloved's dream is but a dream).
Ego, the directing, "looking out" part of the Son's dream, becomes too strong, and is now its own self. It has control of the many bodies, each body moving about, animated, as characters in a story, a play or a movie, or a novel; and God has long since been given many names, and many moods, chief among them: anger/jealousy/rage, and "love" that is contingent upon certain requirements before it is given.
Ego places blocks everywhere, so that each time one or more of the body/selves senses that they are not bodies, there is someone in authority to tell them they are not to question, for "It is written..." So effective are ego's blocks, that as God "sends" His Beloved to gently awaken his projections (the characters in his dream: us, you and I); to demonstrate that they are one with the Son, he is seen as a special case, a god, also as a radical who uses magic to twist the established teaching into "evil"; thus, his teachings are misread, twisted, and simply misunderstood, for when he says that through him is the only way to "heaven", it is taken to mean that any other way is "bad", and there will be dire consequences. It is not understood that he just means that God is All That Is, and he, the Christ, is us.
Thus, the Son speaks, whispering to us to simply ask to be awakened, and see the simplicity of infinite, perfect Love.
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