There is no conspiracy.

The reality of consciousness is seamless wholeness that loves to appear as butterflies, as raindrops, as a gentle breeze, as a fierce storm.

               It loves to play.

It appears as everything and everyone.

Mistaking yourself to be this and not that … leads to the illusory impression of separation and division.

Thus we perceive the ring, the bracelet and fail to perceive the gold.
We perceived the cup, the bowl and fail to perceive the clay.

Photo by Sasa Gyoker