illusion.The urge for the repetition of an experience however pleasant, beautiful, fruitful, is the soil in which sorrow grows.The passion of sorrow is as limiting as the passion of power. The brain must cease to make its own ways and be utterly passive.
Stitaprajnata - unphased by anything. Its this state which makes one free of yearning and avoiding. One becomes a part of the change. One is the change ofcourse.
