Liminal

Liminal spaces are described as “in-between moments”, spaces of waiting, not-knowing, potential spaces of transformation. What opens the doors to these moments?

Assumptions and absences coming to awareness.

I am he who enters on Light. The doors of Heaven are opened for me.

Yahweh caused the sea to go back by a strong east wind all the night, and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.

There are always new thresholds to cross: the thresholds of birth, adolescence, maturity and old age; the threshold of death and that of the afterlife.

Every corner in a house in which we like to withdraw into ourselves, is a symbol of solitude for the imagination

I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes of man.

The Soul is imagined first, then the particularity of objects. External and internal, as one knows so one remembers.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

Mortars filled after a rain. Lost village of Ichxenta.

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Liminal

Assumptions and absences coming to awareness.

I am he who enters on Light. The doors of Heaven are opened for me.

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Yahweh caused the sea to go back by a strong east wind all the night, and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.

There are always new thresholds to cross: the thresholds of birth, adolescence, maturity and old age; the threshold of death and that of the afterlife.

Every corner in a house in which we like to withdraw into ourselves, is a symbol of solitude for the imagination

Man is a bridge.

I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes of man.

The Soul is imagined first, then the particularity of objects. External and internal, as one knows so one remembers.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

Mortars filled after a rain. Lost village of Ichxenta.

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Assumptions and absences coming to awareness.

I am he who enters on Light. The doors of Heaven are opened for me.

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The other half

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Yahweh caused the sea to go back by a strong east wind all the night, and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.

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There are always new thresholds to cross: the thresholds of birth, adolescence, maturity and old age; the threshold of death and that of the afterlife.

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Every corner in a house in which we like to withdraw into ourselves, is a symbol of solitude for the imagination

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Man is a bridge.

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I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes of man.

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The Soul is imagined first, then the particularity of objects. External and internal, as one knows so one remembers.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

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Mortars filled after a rain. Lost village of Ichxenta.