“Each person is like an actor who wants to run the whole show” (Page 60, Big Book)
“I was soon to be catapulted into what I like to call the fourth dimension of existence.” (Page 8, Big Book)
“The prosaic steel girder is a mass of electrons whirling around each other at incredible speed.” (Page 48, Big Book)
Imagine a play in a theatre in a city on a world in a
universe.
Everything is real except the events portrayed in the play.
The actors are real; the play is not.
Now imagine:
The material cosmos is the play, and the metaphysical realm,
the fourth dimension, is the universe that lies chiefly beyond but includes the
material cosmos.
The material cosmos is a temporary charade taking place
within a Greater Reality.
The actors can’t eat the plastic apples.
We can’t eat material food and get spiritual sustenance.
The material is sustained by the material.
But we are not material.
We have something material that needs to be tended to
materially.
But we are spiritual.
The spiritual (the metaphysical) is sustained by the
spiritual (the metaphysical).
It’s very simple but it took a long time for me to realise this.