nidarsanartham srstestu mayaikasya prajapateh
bhavate kathitotpattir na tatra niyamah kvacit (47)
O Rama, in the past there have been millions of Brahmas, Sivas, Indras, and Narayanas.
However, even the creations of these gods were but the jugglery of Maya!
These creations were sometimes from Brahma; others were ascribed to Siva or Narayana or the sages.
Again, sometimes Brahma was born of a lotus, at others he rose from the waters or from an egg or from space.
In some universes Brahma is the supreme deity, in others it is the Sun, Indra, Narayarra, or Siva.
In some universes the earth is filled with trees, in others with people or with mountains.
Somewhere the earth is of mud or clay, elsewhere it is rocky or golden or coppery.
One may count the rays of the sun; but it is impossible to count the number of universes that exist.
This creation is beginningless.
In this 'city of Brahman' (which is the infinite consciousness or the consciousness in the space of one's heart) these universes arise and vanish again and again.
But these are different from the one infinite consciousness.
These creations, whether they are gross or subtle, whether established or disintegrating, are all garlands of the subtle elements which have all arisen from the infinite space of consciousness.
Sometimes, space gets established first, and the Creator is said to be born of space.
At other times, air gets established first, and at other times, fire, water, or earth.
And the Creator gets an appropriate title.
From this Creator's body there arise 'words' like brahmana (a priest) etc., and these words become 'living beings' with appropriate designations.
Of course, all this is unreal, like the creations seen in a dream.
Hence, the question "How did all this arise in the one infinite consciousness?" is immature and childish.
The creation appears to take place on account of the intentions of the mind.
This is certainly a mystery and a wonder.
I have described all this to you only as an illustration of the truth.
However, in this creation, there is no such order or sequence.
This creation is nothing but the creation of the mind.
This is the truth, the rest is but a fanciful description.
On account of the succession of the creation and dissolution of this universe, a time-scale is conceived of, from a moment to an aeon.
But this universe is for ever present in consciousness, just as sparks are ever present in a red-hot iron.
In the pure vision of an enlightened person, however, all this is Brahman alone, not a world-appearance.
The repetition (creation and dissolution) of infinite number of universes, with the infinite variety of creators in them, is nothing but the fanciful perception of the ignorant and the deluded.