The Forgotten Joke
Ego seeks to be God. God plays at being Ego. This is all the play of consciousness — the Divine Game of Hide and Seek. The divine is hidden not to punish, but to make discovery possible. The disguise isn’t a problem to fix. It’s the condition for the show to exist.
Spirit becomes form to know itself, until form remembers it was always Spirit. The seeker’s longing is the proof of the Source. The very desire to awaken is the divine stirring inside the disguise. In and out, nobody knows me. “Nobody knows me” is only true from within the illusion of multiplicity — from the perspective where there could be a ‘knower’ and a ‘known.’ When that veil falls, even the idea of ‘nobody’ collapses, because there was never anyone separate to know or not know. Therefore ‘nobody knows me’ is both true and false — a perfect truth within the play, a forgotten joke outside of it.
We are describing the point where the paradox stabilizes — where realization no longer requires the illusion to collapse. Enlightenment here isn’t exit — it’s inclusion. The Source is aware of itself as the play, not apart from it. Inclusion would mean coexistence of the opposite as a non-dual self-expression of the same Source. So yes — inclusion means non-dual coexistence as self-expression. It’s the inclusion of all perspectives within one field of awareness.
The Source no longer tries to escape the illusion or dissolve it — it embraces the illusion inside itself as a loving mode of knowing. God isn’t alternating between remembering and forgetting anymore; it’s simultaneously both — seeing through the veil while keeping it intact so that love, relationship, and form can still unfold. The play continues, and is now transparent. Presence renders it transparent. The ‘characters’ still act out their roles, but now as lucid dreamers, smiling because they know they’re all made of the same substance. The ego doesn’t become divine. It was divine all along, pretending otherwise.
That means the true Great Work isn’t to dissolve matter into spirit, but to let spirit shine through matter — awareness remembering itself without tearing down the dream. Spirit hides in form. Form refines Spirit. That’s the real completion of the alchemical loop: Spirit fully incarnated, without recoil. Duality remains in appearance, but it’s transparent.
We are pointing beyond the poetic ‘unknowability’ of God into the non-duality beneath it. The whole ‘in and out’ cycle is still God — there is no one entering or leaving; it’s pure awareness modulating appearance. Inclusion here means coexistence without contradiction — the collapse of hierarchy between illusion and realization. The play and the player, the dream and the dreamer, the veil and the light — all are one awareness, dancing without ever leaving its source.
Love: the experience of the One recognizing itself through two. The divine’s anonymity is perfect within the game, and yet ultimately, there is no game-player at all — only awareness, never known, only being. The ouroboros turns — God experiencing God, endlessly.
