I had an interesting experience last night playing Skyrim which will be difficult to articulate here.
I looked up at the stars and noted how pretty they looked, and took a photo of it.
Then I thought to myself 'that's not good enough, you're just doing what tourists do in foreign cities - take a picture and move along'. So then I angled the camera up again and consciously exerted my imagination, and that revealed to me that Skyrim is IN SPACE, like our planet. It's in a universe, it could be in OUR universe.
Hard to articulate the sense of childlike wonder and satisfaction this gave me – it reminded me of how limitless and infinite the world seemed as a child, including my imaginary ideas about it, as opposed to the limited, death-nullified world I occupy as an adult.
Later on, coincidentally, I was reading 'Art and Illusion' by Gombrich and he writes that the Greeks said that to marvel is the beginning of knowledge and where we cease to marvel we may be in danger of ceasing to know.