Ben Yuan wrote:
And the irony is that when you overtly treat them as just psychological, the fun of them being just psychological is dashed.
Interesting observation. Why exactly do you feel that this is true?
It also dashes the fun to have to try to explain this.
Anutpattikadharmaksanti, patiently abiding the non-arising of all Dharmas. One is aware that it is all a game, all a dream, like a play and patiently accepts it.
To put it another way, if one thinks of a drama, say, Macbeth, and imagines what it would be like to REALLY be Macbeth, obviously it's a whole mass of dukkha. But if one is in one's seat in the audience and is watching it, one is aware that it is a play, and one isn't really going to have the same kind of fear and anguish which one would the whole blasted affair were real. This is essentially enlightenment. But one cannot transcend the play in that way in reality, one is still on the stage, but once you know it is a play, it is just fun. You act out the emotions, you say the lines, and you don't really suffer, you have a grand old time in fact.
Just like the Ratnagotravibhāga says, the Buddha isn't really just a guy who realised something and told people about it, he is an eternally fully aware 'nothing,' so the whole shebang of the Buddha's life was a play. A fun drama which he acted out, fully aware that he was doing so, and fully aware that none of it is really real.
But on the other hand, if know you're on the stage, you already are aware in your mind that it's a stage. There's no point pretending you're in the audience, play along. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.