< The Cosmos of Kansas, and the Wonderful Life of Oz
(saying it a little bit differently)
Not unlike any individual life, really, in the sense of a seeming objective reality full of this and that, varieties of persons(hood), all of it revolving around - if not in cahoots with - the individual's beliefs stash.
And then the occasional reminder that its heart - i.e. literally the heart of its *matter* - is, in effect, a basis for all that: "all that" as interpretation of a heart/center from which the sparkly hot firework glitter sprays and arcs, the wee little individual never utterly trapped in itself, but a simple faith embrace that heart/center/home has never ceased, nor could it, but very much will all its seeming emanation into the dream of time/space.
Maybe.
eloquent response, ty