When one is troubled by the reality of this world, it can be comforting to consider other possibilities, even if those possibilities disturb us, so strong is the desire to escape the tyranny of consciousness and the narrow boundaries of our perceptions, to unlock the prisons of thought in which we trap ourselves, all in the hope that a better world or a better version of ourselves, perhaps, may lie on the other side of the door.
The only way to view the truth of life, is to stand apart from it, to see the consequence of every thought, every action. But still, we are bound by time and space, unable to steer our destiny.
The cultures we were born into mean that we do things differently. And yet I suspect that we also hold many of the same things in the highest esteem.