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There is a kind of tendency to hope that someone out there has got things figured out.
Whether that someone is an obscure sage or a powerful cabal of elites.
The alternative to that is simply more frightening. Surely, if someone is powerful, if someone can trick other people, make them do their bidding, if someone can showcase their mastery like this, then they must have figured things out!
But... I would say. Isn't it always the case that someone is on top of a social hierarchy? In an ant colony you have the queen ant. Do you think the queen ant has figured things out? Do you think the alphamale sea elephant lording over his harem has things figured out? Of course you don't.
Then why should it be any different from humans. The people on the top are no closer to any kind of truth than the people on the bottom. Not because they don't have superior qualities, but because their isn't really any kind of truth for anyone to uncover. For sure there are ways to live that you could call spiritual, but the rewards of such ways are right here and now. They're immediate. And moreover, they require actual commitment. If you have access to everything why would you commit to somethingl ike that? Hell, if you access to a computer with internet, why would you commit to it? You could spend a thousand lifetimes gaming without ever feeling the inclination to do anything else. We are living in the age of the last man. From top to bottom, none of us have the will to do anything.
The Asura Realm is poignant: it is not Hell, not pure suffering, but a middle ground. Its beings are strong, passionate, fierce, yet never content. They cannot stop measuring themselves against the shining Devas. Even in victory, their eyes burn with jealousy. Even in defeat, their fists clench with rage.

So what did Heaven do? It barred the way. It placed a flaming sword before the Tree of Life, not only to punish, but to preserve the balance of the Dao. For if beings that divide also live forever, then division itself becomes eternal. The wound would never close.