I remember being taught that concept in a sermon in the temple I go to once. It's like looking at words in a language you know. You can't help but hear the word in your head and know the meaning when you look at it. It doesn't just appear to be an image. I wonder how animals see English words and letters. Even though this is such a small aspect of the mind, the difference between seeing something as what it truly is - part of a whole, and seeing it as what you know it is, is almost incomprehendably different. Nothing has a form, or expectations, and the world just seems so free, and complex, and beautiful. Babies must feel this way when they are first born...what they see they know is reality, and that is all they know about it. Freedom like this makes room for creating.