All too easily, we confuse the world as we symbolize it with the world as it is. - Alan Watts

The self pretends that things are getting serious, just like a great actor on the stage. Even though the audience knows that what they see on stage is only a play, the actor’s skill takes them in — they weep and laugh and sit on the edge of their seats with anticipation. They’re utterly involved in what they really know is just a play. So that’s what’s going on here. Brahman is a tremendous actor with absolutely superb technique, so much so that Brahman takes itself in and feels that the play is real. We are all the Brahman acting out our own parts and playing the human game so beautifully that Brahman is enchanted, and this is what enchantment means — under the influence of a chant, hypnotized, spellbound, fascinated. And that fascination is maya.

It is both dangerous and absurd for our world to be a group of communions mutually excommunicate.

To love there must be union with the beloved, but also separation. For love is a creative tension; it is like the string of a musical instrument — -a single string yet pulled in opposite directions. If there is too little tension, or if there is too much so that the string breaks, it will give forth no sound. The perfection of love is like the perfect tuning of the string, for love attains fulfillment as there is the maximum of union between two beings who remain definitely separate. Unity in duality is the law of the finite.