Inner Silence
In a word, the uncreated conscience (
Consciousness) as James Joyce proclaimed must be forged and wrought into Being. Therefore, like Yogananda
et al., the earnest
Seeker may approach closer and closer to the Cosmic Beloved which is
Infinite Light. Dante, for instance, at the culmination of his epic saw a sea of light, "Oh splendor of living light eternal."
The Divine Comedy is indeed a journey, an inner pilgrimage of the human spirit through nature, wisdom and final happiness (i.e., an odyssey in inwardness, in what it means to exist - the Trinity, Beatrice). - "The object of the whole work (Dante writes to Can Grande) is to make those who live in this life leave their state of misery and to lead them to a state of happiness." Note, too, Goethe's dying words, "Licht, mehr licht!"
There is no other alternative, no other solution in order to be free rather than culturally determined puppets of our environment - mere carbon copies without identity, without the Promethean creative spark of growth, of change in one's self and society toward a New and better man, toward a New and better world.
But one thing must be remembered above all: we are known by our deeds rather than what we say or pretend in the final analysis, the last judgment. In other words, what shall we individually - yes, each and every one of us - contribute to our fellow man, to posterity?!