The illusory "me" thrives on the idea of progress, imagining that liberation lies somewhere in the so-called future. Methods and disciplines appear to offer direction, giving the illusion of a path to follow. Yet, these practices only reinforce the dream of a self moving toward a goal. The imagined journey sustains the illusion of separation, keeping the "me" firmly rooted in its story of becoming. Liberation is not at the end of a path, but the disappearance of the illusory self that's seeking it. Without it, the entire notion of progress dissolves, leaving simply this—effortless and free of a "me" trying to reach it.