The world as we see it is really a facade, a mask of its inner essence of holiness which enlivens it every second.
To reveal the essence, we must tune into the holiness in every aspect of the world, and raise it up to holiness.
Huge white hills- this is a desert. Young lads and their goats. Silently speaking- Medaber. Endless tan. The old rivers, long gone, reminisce about the past.
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