The smoke in-between

Everything is a mirror.

The smoke in-between is what keeps us from knowing what we are.

The smoke is the dream.

The mirror is you, the dreamer.

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They say:

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see...

I think:

It makes no difference whether our eyes are open or not, for even with sight, we are blinded..
Till the fog is removed, then can we truly see.

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This is the place:

[Engels Zimmer]