I once heard an academic try to explain why a joke is funny. In essence, he explained that it is when thoughts are led down one path and then find themselves somewhere else.
Some time later I mused upon the profoundness of the experience of when the light first dawns that we are not in the world but the world is in us; that diversity is within the unity of pure consciousness. And in that fleeting moment when we first see this, a joy fills our heart with the divine 'humour' of it. It is a divine joke.
When I was a small boy my father proudly took me for a ride in his new car and I asked him how did the car know which way to go. He was puzzled and asked what I meant, "That light in front of you flashes every time just before you turn", I said. Of course he laughed at my lack of understanding that the flashing light did not make my father turn but it was my father who made the light flash. This simple story is sweet and funny; so too is there a joy and humour when we see that the world did not make 'me' but 'I' made the world.
The Vasistha leads us from path to path, until we find that time and space are made by our perception of them, that there was no Creation because noTHING was created, BUT when we accept the illusoryness of the World, the Vasistha takes us on another path and that sense of illusion is seen as also an illusion.
It is laudable to question reality but Vasistha enlightens Rama to the realisation that that is the wrong question to ask. It is as much a folly as asking which moon is real to a man with double vision - (or perhaps "How does the car know which way to go?)!
We are blessed that Swami Venkatesanada has translated and distributed the Vasistha and I am blessed that the book found its way to me. Through Vasistha's patient reiterations of parable, metaphor and riddle he has allowed the light to shine on truth beyond words.