The ultimate reality is the absolute nature of all things, a personal being (a personal and loving God), an impersonal being (all personal beings), or an eternal truth or principal that governs the universe. All three are just different manifestations of the same ultimate reality.

No matter how much you know about ultimate reality and how much you can do that reflects ultimate reality it will always objectively be a partial and incomplete representation of the theoretically infinite potentials and infinite aspects of the current theoretical highest integrated levels of ultimate reality.

I wonder, I wonder, what you would do if you had the power to dream at night any dream you wanted to dream and you would of course be able to alter your time sense, and slip, say 75 years of subjective time into 8 hours of sleep.

You would, I suppose, start out by fulfilling all your wishes. You could design for yourself what would be the most ecstatic life – Love affairs, banquets, dancing girls, wonderful journeys, gardens, music beyond belief.

And then after a couple of months of this sort of thing, 75 years a night, you’d be getting a little taste for something different, and you would move over to an adventurous dimension, where there was sudden dangers involved, and the thrill of dealing with dangers, and you could rescue princesses from dragons, and go on dangerous journeys, make wonderful explosions and blow them up. Eventually get into contest with enemies.

And after you’ve done that for some time, you’d think up a new wrinkle. To forget that you were dreaming, so you’d think it was all for real, and to be anxious about it. Because it’d be so great when you woke up.

And they you’d say, well, like children who dare each other on things, how far out could you get? What could you take? What dimension of being lost, of abandonment of your power, what dimension of that could you stand? You could ask yourself this ‘cos you know you’d eventually wake up.

And then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further- and further-out gambles what you would dream.

And finally, you would dream where you are now. You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today. That would be within the infinite multiplicity of choices you would have.

Of playing that you weren’t God, because the whole nature of the godhead, according to this idea, is to play that he is not. 

So in this idea then, everybody is fundamentally the ultimate reality, not God in a politically kingly sense, but god in the sense of being the self, the deep-down basic whatever there is.

And you are all that, only you are pretending you are not.