The body, a fantasy in god’s mind.
I perceived how it is an idea. In a higher state of awareness the body is more of a shimmer of a mist, an idea that we then follow along down into density and there we believe in it as real.
As I ascend in awareness to where it is a fantasy, should I not then be able to partake in the creation of that fantasy? I think so. On the level where it is all a fantasy, no more solid than a light fog over a field, my movements change the form of the mist, my breath moves the mist.