Matter being physically real, only now matters, now is matter.
The creator of a game called LIFE always plays the game.
True clarity is a limited product of light, and darkness induces lies and confusion. My eyes can see and process light, while my mind rambles with unlimited imagination. I can see a painting of a beautiful woman, and it's true, but to ask myself who painted it, when, and why, then I start telling myself lies, in darkness.
When I imagine something greater than my mind, that thing is still in my mind, so the world lives in my mind, I don't live in the world. My physical experience is as grand as life can be, and there's nothing beyond it.