“What Houdini did on the physical plane, readers of fiction – often without realising it – do on the level of consciousness: escape from the chain-bound ‘reality’ of their own lives, their own ego, into a larger, freer sphere of a pan-consciousness…
Creative fiction is not lies, it is a breaking of the shackles of ‘reality’ by escaping from one’s own consciousness into the consciousness of others. When we read Mark Twain we become, for a while, Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer, when we read Conan Doyle we become Watson and Holmes.
Of course, this is escapist entertainment. But this exchange of consciousness – the voluntary surrendering of one’s own consciousness for the consciousness of others – is also an exercise in empathy, the ability to see things from another’s point of view, which is the source of compassion, the realisation that behind the veil of differentiation, all consciousness is interconnected, interchangeable.”
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