terrible beach packed early with holiday makers and touristy types, kids going bananas, dads looking disenchanted, mums looking tired and flustered, cafes spill over with glamourous girls in bikinis, butched up guys in tattoo's and muscle bursting out from tanned skin. i'm in the surf trying to find some space but there's not that much around today so i head back to the spaceship.
i'm thinking about what a man can do in the cosmic war, what can he do but change his own self, alchemical process or transpersonal and psychological, everyman has a road they must walk down eventually, the scenery is usually a desert but it begins to bloom once your on the right track. i think that's why the sages go into wilderness, it's a place where there's nothing external to distract. 
does that journey ever end, probably not, because ultimately even the sages were tested and had to apply what they knew. that's the catch, isn't it, application of true will in the field of deed, gotta be true to yourself right?
gotta know who you are, and as bob dylan said, 'it may be the devil, it may be the lord, but you gonna have to serve someone.'
that's the cosmic war on a personal level, the gita nails it, the internal struggle. most wise texts come to exactly the same conclusion, yet only a few people seem to take the road into the wilderness. even in this current life, it's a hard road to travel, it keeps you separated and alien from people, you make mistakes and they appear magnified, you do the wrong thing and it appears significant, you clamber up to light you have further to fall, yet all these things are dismissed in spiritual quests, because once you get invited to take that journey the invitation remains open.
we do need to acknowledge a spiritual kingdom on earth exists, unencumbered by borders, passport controls, laws of men, money, power and control.