THE FINE TIP OF THE SOUL
Francesco Pititto
The battlefield of the imagination is as wide as the universe, the seismic rumble that overwhelms every boundary of reality reaches the pinnacle of a concert of light and darkness where everything seems to stop, the mutant forms and the space around, in unison with the astonishing electromagnetic waves.
Then the Lamb comes, and time stands still, as on the event horizon.
This thought introduced the Apocalypse of John into Lenz's vision and with the Gnostic Apocalypses that horizon will be crossed, when you swallow in the vortex of the dark underbelly will be all the wonderful lights of the catastrophic battles and perspectives of the new world that the work revealed to mortal beings.
From the other exit of the great dark cave, even brighter are images of other worlds, other universes, colossal matter and energy re-emerge, the set of aeons, the fullness and totality of divine powers, the discovery of the light of truth, the Pleroma as a great unlimited white hole from which new divine entities are expelled, emanated and not generated.
Imagination, knowledge, philosophy appropriate new archetypes, the original texts become complex alchemical, mysterious compounds, the verb becomes cryptic and requires new revelations, new apostolic witnesses and prophecies.
In the new apocalyptic time of gnosis the crossing of the imaginal reflections/visions that make up the archaic world and the new worlds are not for everyone. Only those who have the “end point of the soul” or “the angel in the soul” can access it. Only those who make the dream real will be saved.
New figures emerge, one in particular, that of Mary Magdalene. Through an intermediate world, in a mediation between the divine and the human, in an imaginary place and time Mary Magdalene sees, and is the first to see what no one else can see. He can listen and he can reveal, he cannot touch but only he will be able to love even more the one he has already loved and loves.
“The language of the sacred scriptures is that of images and symbols that belong to dreams, rather than to the concepts of the sciences. The appearance that manifests itself to Myriam of Magdala – inwardly and outwardly – is Spirit and Body, it is what makes Myriam an ánthropos, a complete human being_”
(The Gospel of Mary, Mary Magdalene, Jean-Yves Leloup, Servitium editrice, 2011).
Think of how the fortunes of the current world could change if “complete human beings” through the collective imagination, the collective unconscious that makes the ego equal to the us, the exact same original gesture, could make real an existence always dreamed of, another human being even more complete within a Nature that has always been complete.
The poetry that writes of good and evil, of the Angel that rises and the Angel that falls, of the jealous Angel of Lermontov that drives out the Angel of Heaven “_and in the celestial ether /slow /sunk.”, art in every form as complex as the human being is complex, and in particular the theater that emanates thought and action through a mortal body like that of Christ and Magdalene, these refractions of form and matter and knowledge regenerate the state of things and the world, warn and formulate prophecies about the destinies of everyone, like sentinels who scan the horizon for new apocalypses, for new images to imagine and make real.
There is a regeneration and an image of regeneration.
One must truly be reborn by means of the image.
What is resurrection?
The image must arise by means of the image..
Vang. Phil 67,10
IN PERFECT DISORDER
Maria Federica Maestri
Suspended horizontally in an interior marked by workers' work at the time of the first industrial machinery, the columns exfiltrated from the façade of the Venetian Church of Maddalena, Jesus' favorite wise disciple, establish an exorbitant, excess space, deviating from the vertical rule useful to the obedient faithful, kneeling and dreamless.
They oppose, thus lying down and disarmed, the low → high order, a harsh norm that hierarchizes the ascent and descent into the plastic-moral pyramid of bodies and volumes.
Thus unnecessarily aligned, they allow us to escape the spiritual vertigo of the double long neck - of the Madonna and the column behind her - illumination of Parmigianino and the sublime horror of the double stub - fleshy of Christ and marble blackened by blood - in Caravaggio's Scourge.
There is no glory in the reality of the Man who suffers on the cross, but only tremendous, unbearable pain, so we love the Savior told in the (Gnostic) Apocalypse of Peter who smiles at us from the tree on which he is hanging and who, in the inevitable suffering of torture, is replaced by a ‘pre-body’ in his likeness.
Transported by these turbulences of the imagination, converted to the sofa of dove-gooder thoughts and bodiless kisses, the four columns of neoclassical memory float in the marshy space of active life like little boats or paper airplanes that children suspend with their hands and push into the void with the impertinent breath of innocence.
For the physical reason of the fake-true, these four heavy-made sisters also take flight and stand out in the air, giving life to a space-time of pure intuition, a field of pure sensation in which to embrace the shadow and laugh at the darkness.
What is Matter?
Will it last forever?
Everything that was born
everything that has been created
all elements
nature is intertwined
hug each other
everything that was composed
it will be decomposed
and everything will return to the Root.
Matter will return to Root
who has ears to hear
intend
understand!
What is the sin of the world?
There is no sin
it is you who give life to sin
when you act and betray
this is the sin!
This is why Good arrived
inside your nature
to get her back to the Root
that's why you are sick
why do you die
why are you far_
He will have to figure out who he can understand
you understand
understand!
