This world is an enchantment--this is not to say that nothing is real about it.
Stories in books are made of words and words made of letters. Yet, as we read, we are drawn into these beautiful, violent or romantic stories and we forget the words they are made of.
In the same way we are drawn into the world's stories and even when those are violent or passionate or stories of suffering, in reality the world is peaceful and calm.
It is hard not to be drawn into the enchantment, it is hard not to identify with this or that.
Hard but not impossible.
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