Since form is emptiness and emptiness is form, then instead of a hand grasping at nothing, it is better to grasp at someone's nose because this is closer to reality.
It is not easy to distinguish reality from illusion, especially when one lives in a period of the great upheaval.
Fantasy is often closer to reality than what most people accept as reality.
We're hallucinating. And that's what this world is: a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. Fear is an illusion. Our craziness, paranoia, anxiety and trauma are literally all imagined.
You don't realize that when you're young, and you're surprised there's a lot of people at your gig - you just think it's general British-press hype.
I remember a story of a girl in Paradise who ate an apple once. Some wise Sapient gave it to her. Because of it she saw things differently. What had seemed gold coins were dead leaves. Rich clothes were rags of cobweb. And she saw there was a wall around the world, with a locked gate.
