The box-culture

I liked this thought from Richard Bach's book, "The Bridge Across Forever".

"Here's how the people live here, in big house-shaped boxes to keep off 'rain' and 'snow', holes cut in the sides so they can see out. They move around in smaller boxes, painted different colors, with whleels on the corners. They need this box-culture because each person thinks of herself and himself as locked in a box called 'body', arms and legs, fingers to move pencils and tools, languages because they've forgotten how to communicate, eyes because they've forgotten how to see. Odd little planet..."

Something to ponder, right? :)