Notes: Ascension to union in the pristine self is the summit and supreme attainment of individual existence, the transcendence of its conditions and constraints. Just as one might conceive of a creator god generating the macrocosmic realm, so one should see the pure self as the creator of our subjective microcosm. Tragically, this "little creator" is fallen and lost amidst its own creations — as an unfortunate spider might be entangled in its own web — incarnating as a fragmented being into its own conjurations, dwelling lonely and distressed in a matrix of holographic mist. Dispelling the misconception of material identification and rising above the net of conditions, witnessing the actuality and steeped in the bliss of liberation, there is no pleasure or distress that would shake the consciousness apart from the purity of union. A return to the world of absurd hallucinations is inconceivable.