This life. It’s only a reenactment of the life of a sperm.
Will we evolve? How can we even imagine such a thing?
Imagine telling a little bitty sperm what an apple tastes like. Or the pleasure of taking a deep breath in a cool spring morning.
And so is explaining enlightenment to those that are from from it. It may be futile.
And like sperm, only few will evolve, while the ret die.