Horizon

The movement of the stars is present as an effect of its revolution; each of its moments, dizzly, transforms in every impassable particle all the imaginable. It waits behind the mystery to reveal you in everything an illusion. To exit it is needed to submerge. In the middle of this tempestuous ocean, clarity is only found in the abyss.

Every imperceptible lightning moves the inanimate. In sight you will observe the effect of an inconceivable flame that causes your vision. In front of you, there are only dimensional tectonic layers that beyond the conceivable make the simulacrum of unity for the feast of life. The harmony of beings where there is no privilege; each point equidistant to the perfection of the unknown.

What is now summoning you is not what you perceive, nor an entity, it is a sound that when understood is your secret. If you hear this universal whisper, move without turning back, there is nothing there. Impossible to grasp this plane parallel to existence without reflection, but reciprocal.

Identity is not reflection, realizing it is the abandon of the self.

This is the defense of life, its purity. What emerges from here is indeterminate, amorphous, unthinkable. If you fight it, you expand it. The principle of peace looms in the identity of the visible and the invisible.

Lauro Kräger