In a game, the rules are all important, but life, as a whole, is not a game. Life is nothing yet it is everything. Life is a misrepresented metaphor because what life “actually is,” transcends the duality involved when the observer is separate from that which they are observing.

Truth lies in the realization that one is what one is in the process of observing. There is no separation that is not created within the mind itself. There is no separation between the fear one is taught to conform to by the propaganda of the mechanical and systematic method of thought which has built the global society in which we suffer and what one understands to be the whole of oneself.

The whole of oneself is the entire collection of sensory experience which has been collected by the mind and the causal illusion of unity of memory that it breeds. To put it simply, there are spaces in between the thoughts of our minds, that the mind dismisses as "periods of un-consciousness." This is simply the dropping away of the collected ego of the individual (the ego represents the whole of the collected causal experience of the individual).

The ego, or collection of experiences, is the known. The space between thoughts is the dissolving of this “known” collection of experiences into the absolute mystery which has set the wheel of collective consciousness in motion within the human mind.

All of these metaphors that I have used, are but word-masks, and it must be understood that this truth comes before and beyond all words. Words can describe, but they can never define divinity. This mystery is beyond the human rational thought process, so please direct your attention through these metaphors into the movement of your own thought through experience, which is psychological time.

If you try to interpret life rationally, life will always end in a paradox of misery. And if you are at all serious about this subject, then you must seek an understanding which will satisfy the logical aspect of the mind as well as the creative. This demands the individual have a holistic understanding of the mystery of death.

Death is the total ending of the movement of the end, the cessation of the experience collection which adds to the ego. Death is the dissolution of the content of experience which composes us as individuals. In other words, Death ends each and every one of us.

So, why not question yourself and see if it is possible to understand what death is and what its relationship with living is.

Is it possible to loose yourself willingly? The author tells you it is, but please don’t take his word for it, see this within yourself. If you see this, you will understand the dissolution of the individual and how these wisps of memory must ultimately dissolve into the unknown willingly and that this dissolution is death. Death is the literal release of all security that the mind has given to the existence of itself as immutable and indestructible.

There is no logical or rational security but there is security in the self-knowledge of the realization of the absolute ending of thought (hence of self) and from that a willing embrace of the inevitability of personal death.

This willing acceptance is what the metaphor of Jesus going to cross is supposed to imply for each of us as spiritual beings. It's a pity that so many waste their spiritual energies on the ridiculous hero worship and fairy tales presented in the New Testament instead of embracing the deeper implications for each person's spiritual life and relationship with those around them in the life they are living in the moment.

Going to one's cross willingly results in the awakening of a universal intelligence which knows no bounds and is the pure creative force in the universe.

This intelligence brings with it amazing compassion and understanding. This compassion for the suffering of others and for suffering in general, is love. Love is God, and it is the ultimate freedom from misery. Words are skeletons left behind for the ignorant, but understanding is alive and eternal. There is no death in understanding and this is what it truly means to be resurrected after death.

To me, this is the purpose of the Easter holiday and the reason that I give thanks to the unknowable truth beyond the metaphor we call God.