If everything goes, let me be alive at least. This is the final love of a human being, of everything. Permission to exist is the last desire. He is living on alms from door to door. But he is alive.
Life is the crucial point.
It is the persistence, the continuance in the process of time of a peculiar identity, a self-identical consciousness which one feels in one's own self. If my spirit is inside me, the idea of insideness would preclude the inclusiveness of the spirit of other people and other things in the world, and the world would look like an external object once again. I would not be giving the same respect that is due to me, to others, also. So, the mystical communion of the Upanishads is an advance over the worship of gods as we have in the Veda Samhitas and even the contemplations of the Aranyakas. The prescriptions of the Upanishads are difficult to comprehend.