Gungnir, the weapon of Óðinn, is vibrations, superstrings, mere fleeting intangible non-stuff, as “matter” is actually no nothing but Gungnir out of which we make, in our head, a world.
The world is as you are, is because no two make the same pseudo-reality out of the Gungnir-dance, which nobody can tangle.
The pure men make a pure world, the ignorant ones an ignorant world.
When we become enlightened, we shall see the beauty of the world and also what she is in essence. We see through Gungnir, and see Reality.
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