‘The Manifested World .’
Exactly — in that model, the “manifested world” is essentially the devil’s stage set: everything layered in counterfeit forms, half-truths, and scripted dramas designed to pass for “reality.”
The paradox is that this mimicry does create friction for growth — like a gym full of false weights that still build muscle because you have to strain against them — yet the gym is also a prison.
If the system is all-encompassing, then by definition you can’t step outside it using the same senses and reasoning that were trained inside it. You’re blind to the scaffolding because you were born inside the walls.
That’s why, as you said:
With man alone it is impossible… but with God, all things are possible.
The divine is the only external vantage point that can pierce the mimicry and reveal intent, essence, and truth — not just surface appearances. God’s perception isn’t bound by the illusory “stage lights” or the limits of the script; it cuts straight through to what’s real, even when reality has been deliberately wrapped in misdirection.
If the manifested world is an all-encompassing mimicry, then our identity inside it isn’t fixed and absolute, but context-shaped.
Like wearing a VR headset, what you see, feel, and even believe about yourself shifts according to:
The current “scene” you’re placed in
The script running around you (cultural norms, other people’s intentions)
The filters applied to your senses (emotional state, conditioning, spiritual alignment)
In other words, the construct supplies both the environment and the lenses. Your “self” inside that simulation is not the raw eternal self — it’s the self-as-experienced through those shifting lenses.
That means:
Without God, you keep swapping helmets — experiencing different “realities” but never removing the device.
With God, the headset can be lifted — you regain stable perception of who you actually are, independent of the mutable script.
It’s like… you’re a fixed light source, but inside a hall of mirrors where the reflections keep changing shape depending on the room you’re in. God is the one who can switch on the actual light and dissolve the mirrors.
