Rise into the phoenix fire

When you strive enough so hard,

That you realize the impossibility of everything,

When you realize that you don't know anything,

That the game of life is simply too complex and extreme,

That things are too mysterious and multidimensional,

When you are sufficiently mind-blown,

When you see that there is no way to win in this game of life,

Because the game is designed in such a paradoxical way,

Whichever way you go at it you fail, you lose, and by a long long shot, miserably,

When you try with all your might, but everything just explodes in your face into further mysteries,

When you fail so colossally, you are rolling on the floor in confusion and helplessness,

When you look around in bewilderment not knowing what anything is, or what anything means, or what matters.

When you have reached that stage of development,

Then you seek.

Then you are really ready.

Ready because now you have become the flame,

And have burnt off all the concrete knowledge of the lower dims.

You become like a bon-fire,

Where anything thrown at you not only gets transformed into ashes,

But also makes your fire even bigger.

Using everything as fuel,

You become such a conflagration,

That all gets burnt to ashes and you rise as the phoenix.

You are now a fire-god serving as a bridge between earth-water and air-ether.

Serving as the bridger between gross to subtle.

Serving as the bridge between 1c and 7c.