Just think of your mind. A whole world of its own. One to explore, to create. The images and the distances. Think of the people around you. A space taken up by multiple minds. Multiple planets. A solar system. Take a step further. Picture the city you live in. Thousands maybe millions of minds. A galaxy. A country. A local group. The world. The universe. To reach another mind is beyond the capacity of any human being. Literature is a space probe. An instrument used to explore the other planets around you, but never to be inhabited by your own.