I had spent a long long time trying to understand the whole reason
behind the fall. Like Dean I was continuously trying to understand
how the fall happened in the past and the fact that it was such a
linear progression didn't make any sense to me at all since I kept
feeling that time was circular. The more I tried to understand all
this the more confused I became. I finally concluded that my mind
could not work out such a complex thing because it was not made in
order to conceive such a riddle.

Our minds work within the confines of three dimensions, which are
namely length, breadth and width and cannot perceive or calculate
beyond those confines. Our very reasoning is dualistic and can only
work things out in either's and or's, zero's and one's, good and
bad, love and hate etc…

I decided to let go of this whole obsession with the fall because I
was not getting anywhere and was just circling around the same
garden and was not able to leave because I was too busy going around
and not realising that there was an open gate which would enable me
to leave.

The only way that I could picture the fall was related to something
that I used to experience as a kid. I remember playing with my Star
Wars figures and making up huge tales. The one thing I always hated
was the fact that I had to make the figures move and do all the
different dialogues for each and every character. I used to wish
that I could somehow enter the toys that I was playing with and to
actually be alive in their bodies so that they could move around
within the very story that I had created in my head.

Now that I am older and no longer play with Star Wars figures I now
feel that I am a made up character that has been created in order to
play within this cast (my body) so that I can complete that romantic
tale that I (not me but the other one in me) have dreamt up in my
head long before this story ever started. The person who dreamed up
the story would be the dormant being that is fast asleep dreaming up
the story in a very small chamber locked up in my heart.

I am just the persona, the character of the story just as have been
all the other cast bodies and persona's that came before me and
lived within my microcosom.

When I finally let go of the futile search to try to understand the
fall I then started to get many ideas that came to me of their own
accord.

First of all one thing to keep in mind is that in the eternal there
is no time space restrictions and that fact that we now live in a
closed off bubble which is subject to such phenomena means that we
as personalities are outside eternity and that we can never conceive
the eternal because our personalities are subject to death. Any
feelings of beyond time and space are inklings that are coming from
the eternal essence that resides in your heart and that this being
is trying to awaken.

Also know that the time space phenomena is an illusion of the
personality and that as soon as you overcome the limitations of the
personality by letting the other one in you take charge you will no
longer see things from a time space limitation.

In being locked up within this bubble of time space continuum one is
cut off from the whole essence that is ever present and in being
isolated we are afraid and in darkness, darkness is the absence of
light, which can also be referred to as the absence of full
consciousness. This arouses fear and through fear we are led to
fight in order to survive. This is the underlying principle of this
universe "Survival of the fittest" but in becoming aware of our
immortality we must not fear death. In order to do this we must at
all cost overcome the personality because the personality is a
temporary phenomena which is sparked to life and then burns out but
it is not the true essence. Unfortunately we have become so absorbed
in the game of life that we have totally forgotten the true immortal
essence and believe that we, the temporary phenomena are actually
the true essence.

Rather than thinking of the fall in a past context think of
ourselves as fallen in the present because we did fall once upon a
time but we never really tried to pick ourselves up. That is the
fundamental problem.