Human beings are just about as low as it gets in the hierarchy; they're the poor brainwashed, peasants of the imperial cosmos. And yet they too are made of God stuff and can aspire heavenwards. How do they get out from under their oppressors? They simply wise up, get the knowledge (the gnosis). And somehow- I think this is a weakness in the system- mere knowledge lifts them out and up and back to the palace of delights.
It's a persuasive vision and people of the highest calibre have entertained it- William Blake, Thomas Hardy, Carl Jung. Today- coarsened and infused with elements of pulp science fiction- you find it in Scientology and the teachings of David Icke. What I miss is any sense of agency or purpose. God didn't intend to make a universe but just let it drift into existence; it's so... ineffectual. so... dozy, so... Ottoman.