directed by karma, and produced by Maya.
Even the waking state is in the dream state.
Reality is always real and unreality is never real.
You only dream this illusion when you are sleeping
so wake up: the snake is always nonexistent.
Freedom is when the illusory-ness of the illusion is removed.
Doubt is the illusory wall between you and Freedom.
Stop confirming the reality of the illusion
by running after it; expectation is the running.
Maya is the imagination that never ends, and never exists.
Her projected play comes from the inside
and for the sake of her play Knowledge of Reality is illusive.
Love is not an illusion.
In Love all illusion is lost.
Where there is no illusion,
then Love arises.