It is always there all our life, waiting to delude us. While we are lying comfortably in bed, we can never appreciate another's troubles. If we are full of pudding, we cannot feel for another's hunger. No-one has risen above the delusion of this life without giving up some of the habits, some of the inclinations, some of the tendencies of our everyday life in the pursuit of truth. If God were a third person, man would have idealized two other beings, Rahman and Satan. God bless you.