there is a world where the frog and the lotus are a prince under a curse and a captive princess. later on, when everybody has ceased to believe in magic, the frog and the lotus still mean a multitude of things, like metamorphosis and purity, fertility and self-awareness and so on. this is unavoidable, it would seem.
there is also a world where the frog and the lotus mean nothing else than "frog" and "lotus", yet just by existing the words themselves place the frog and the lotus under a different kind of curse. together with us, of course. this is unavoidable, it would seem.
how is the world, then, when there is nobody to look at it? there is no such world, it would seem, and this is also unavoidable.