The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.
Reality is the completion of experience.
The universe of poetry is the universe of emotional truth. Our material is in the way we feel and the way we remember.
The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.
If there were no poetry on any day in the world, poetry would be invented that day. For there would be an intolerable hunger.
I think there is a choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice. There is a choice, and the rest falls away. Second choice does not exist. Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.