God made the illusion look like the real, and He made the real look as if it does not exist. He covered the sea, but showed the foam. He concealed the wind from sight but manifested the dust.
This world is an old sorcerer who sells you the moonlight as silk; in return he gets from you the gold and silver of your life. When you come to yourself you see there are no silk clothes, but instead you have spent your gold and silver pieces. And your purse is empty.
From this magic market you can take refuge in nothing but Truth.