After the Absolute -- Chapter 1
This whole planet is fiction," he said. "A picture show. Sometimes it can be a rather engrossing picture show, but that doesn't make it real. Our heads are programmed to get puffed up with all kinds of infatuations and obsessions. Some of them use up years and decades of our lives. Then when the spell breaks on one of ‘em you shake your head and wonder, ‘What was that, a bubble?’ But you turn right around and get obsessed by something else. Entire lives pass this way, from one petty obsession to another. Eventually, if you’re lucky and if one of these obsessions doesn’t kill you, you come to realize that life is at best a dream, and at worst, a nightmare."
"But you've already escaped the nightmare," a boy in the front row said. "Why would you want to stick around and inhabit our dreams?"
"Oh, I still exist in the nightmare," Rose said. "Everyone on earth exists in the nightmare. The difference is that when you people die you'll just go into another nightmare. Then there's a tremendous agony that accompanies the realization you’re still not free. My job is to find five people and wake them up now in the hope that they'll each find five more people, and so on. In that way, mankind might be benefited."
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