Sat-darshana Bhashya (translation)

Verse 36.

हृत्प्राप्य सद्धाम निजस्वरूपे
स्वभावसिद्धेऽनुपलभ्य निष्ठाम् ।
मायाविलासः सदसत्सरूप-
विरूपनानकमुखप्रवादाः॥

Unsettled in the Heart, in one’s own being, The unmade abode of the Real, To wrangle ’Real or unreal ‘formed or formless’ ‘many or one’ —All this verbal fight is but Maya’s play.

Such a self, so close to me, so intimately related to me as my very Reality is indeed a fact; and yet it is not within my actual experience. Why? Myself, what is called the ego having come out of the centre, the Heart, am involved in doubts as to the real character of myself and the world about me. My forgetfulness or ignorance of the Truth, and my weakness are not my creations, for the Self is said to be ever luminous. Then what is it that has brought about this condition of mine?

It is ‘Maya’s play.’ And what is Maya ?

It is the illusion-causing power of the Shakti of the Lord of All (tirodhana, vide Introduction) which throws a veil avarana over the subjective being, and keeps it from the light, and also throws out a volume of energy from its own creative force, which is scattered and diffused and formed into objective existence viksepa in which the consciousness is absorbed.

Self attainment is the Supreme Siddhi, the highest perfection.