The opposite of illusions is not disillusionment, but truth.
Only to the ego, to which truth is meaningless, do they appear to be the only alternatives and different from each other.
In truth they are the same, both bring the same amount of misery.
Every illusion carries pain and suffering in the dark folds of the heavy garments with which it hides its nothingness.
Yet in these dark and heavy garments are those who seek illusions covered and hidden from the joy of truth.
Truth is the opposite of illusions because it offers joy.
What else but joy could be the opposite of misery?
To leave one kind of misery and seek another is hardly an escape.
To change illusions is to make no change.
The search for joy in misery is senseless, for how could joy be found in misery?
Illusions carry only guilt and suffering, sickness and death to their believers. The form in which they are accepted is irrelevant.
No form of misery in reason’s eyes can be confused with joy.
Joy is eternal.
