My point is simple, in reading we are distilling the most basic practice of existing as a conscious being in a strange reality.
We don't understand time, but we have an emerging idea that we live in a massive stateless blog, but that the reality behind this 3D blob is a 2D reality of information. That the 3D universe we experience is the casting of this 2D universe.
That we experience of flow of time through a pre-existing blog of the Universe. That this flow of time comes about via line of entropy.
And what is a book?
A book is a 3D object, a block of reality.
But what is the subjective reality of a book, what is reading.
We confront a 3D block that exists and find that at core its 'reality' is really a 2D surface. That each of us in our own imagination constructs a 3D world via exposure to this 2D surface, one that flows in a direction of broken bindings, torn pages, yellowing pages, and coffee spills. A book will only take so many readings, many of my favourite books are falling apart.
So is not reading enacting in a mindful state the fundamental reality of being?