The point is ecstacy. Energy. Anything that is good is ecstacy. The world is what God made and it doesn't stink of money, it's never tired, too much or too little, it's always exactly full. The second after an earthquake, the stones are calm. Everywhere is play, even in thunder or an avalanche. We don't feel it because our egos make us insensitive. Our egos make us blind and deaf. Whenever we think about ourselves, it's like putting a piece of dirt in our eye. Without our egos the universe would be absolutely clean, all the animals and rocks and spiders and moon-rocks and stars and grains of sand absolutely doing their thing, unselfconsciously.