A Tale for Tomorrow

when I started to study all the matters and subjects that were taught in school, it was still thought at the time that humanity truly had only historically existed for some millennia, but this felt to me entirely ridiculous, for I could very well sense that the presence of man upon the earth could not be measured in these mere millennia but in infinitely longer periods and I became passionate for the history of forms, of edifices and of all built spaces, including those animals construct, and the reason of their importance and their role in the evolution of societies and, probably through this passion, I developed a sort of intimacy with something like the progress of consciousness and, naturally, I sought to find a source, I studied the ancient texts, sacred architectures and keys of harmony, but more and more I wanted to find that source directly, without intermediaries, references or concepts, what it is that makes us aspire and progress and evolve and become other than what we were, here upon this earth, in these bodies and, I cannot say when nor how exactly, I became conscious of a live axis that pierced the lid, a free axis, charged with presence, here itself, free of thoughts, sentiments and beliefs, free and present… and this has become my law…” And now listen to Sémion , who has crossed the silence: “ It is only when these two beings stood before me, midst the crowd that was pressing at the doors, that, through their gaze, I could enter this world; it is they who took me away and, later, they told me that my parents had been migrant refugees who had had to leave me in that hosting centre; until the instant of this meeting, I had never uttered a

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