Everything that once seemed exciting in form, color and sensations, was the only reality when the subtle infant consciousness dissolved in the playing process. There was nothing to lose, but to acquire and discover the whole world. It was not a microplanet, it was that very same huge world with a shifted focus of attention to what was at hand. It was the realm of spontaneity and invention, leading one's own game with transformation. There were always new events and steep turns in the plot, a change right here and right now, bringing amusement of the authorship over the world, from the height of the eyes peering at the result of one's manipulations - the movement of one's own hands.