Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
“A young boy and his father were standing in an open field bordered by maples and willows, when a wind lifted through. The young boy excitedly began to twirl and spin through the brightened trees. Out of breath and dizzy, the young boy tugged at his father’s sleeve and says, “Daddy, Daddy, if you run too fast, you can’t tell what’s real!”
Slowing down is the only way to see through our illusions and into reality.
Which one are you living in?