I don’t care what reality you can stub your toe on or what grave fatal real animal or vegetable or mineral can kill you.

All that is real is only love/energy within vast space.

All things, even the skull-cracking anvil, or the vicious black panther, or the killer synthetic opium is made of love/energy within vastness of empty space.

Even the people (& the ppl. [sic])
We beings are vastly mostly vast empty space and the ever-moving love/energy

Everything that you consider real and finite is neither.

Even the Velveteen Rabbit is fake illusion (except to the extent of awareness of the true nature of all things as love/energy).

[We are created that way], [by the creator of the creator of the creation]