If only you could zoom out enough to see the camera rolling, the setup and the stage and the props that you call your life and your possessions—that’s the true freedom: to see that all is already done and unified, that nothing needs to be done, that no one and nothing is out there, even the “out there” isn’t out there. Nothing was ever created, as there was never a need for it. Only then it’s recognized that the new man was the only man. … More The Mirror, the Man, and the Divine