Italo Calvino’s description of life as an inferno in Invisible Cities:
"The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space."
A growing garden of thoughts
You stand at the edge of the inferno. Do you accept it, or do you seek what is not inferno?
`; } else if (step === 2) { el.innerHTML = `You become part of the inferno, and its flames no longer burn you. But you see nothing else.
`; } else if (step === 3) { el.innerHTML = `You search for what is not inferno. In the midst of chaos, you find a single flower growing.
`; } else if (step === 4) { el.innerHTML = `The flower endures. Others notice, and soon, a small garden appears in the inferno.
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