The Anatomy of Tobacco
smoked, the smoke thereof, and the ashes thereof. Now in the judgment of the Rosicrucians pipe, tobacco, ashes, and smoke do verily exist―nay, are more real than the pipes we smoke in our waking hours, which are, indeed, but shadows and similitudes adapted for our material nature, but in no proper sense of the word real. On this see The Rosicrucians, editio altera, p. 116, where the following words may be found: "But to the question, what is a dream?—nay, what is waking?—who shall answer? or who can declare whether in that broad outside, where our minds and our powers evaporate and cease, where nature melts away into nothing that we can know as nature, or know as anything else, in regard to dreams and realities, the one may not be the other? The dream may be man's life to him—as another life other than his own life—and the reality may be the dream, . . . while we, awake as we fancy ourselves, may be sunk in a sleep of many thousand years." κ.τ.λ. So,
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