You are not as you pretend to be. And I am in your dream of death, telling you that it’s true. In a moment, I’m going to threaten you with the certainty that you can’t die. And I’m going to ask you to look within your own dream, how much you depend on your capacity, in that body, to get old and die and loose the things that you love, and blame God or blame someone, or blame yourself for what’s happening. I’m showing you it’s actually not happening at all. And this expression of a dependence on God is an undoing of the idea that you could represent yourself as being separate from everything there is.