Which town?

Does not every living soul carry in itself the dream and aspiration to discover at last the continuum of consciousness in Matter, the direct and creative communication? Instead of this tyranny of forms which remain rigid and separate, dictating or determining the atmosphere of created spaces, to discover the terms of a material co-creation? To identify the movements of consciousness that will allow for collaboration with Matter, rather than forcing it, obliging it, taming it and compel it to express an arbitrary will? How to unite to a circulatory will for conscious harmony, from substance to substance – through the molecules, through the atoms? In numerous places in the world architects, researchers, artists and scientists were questioning and querying the power of forms and the relation of human beings, living beings, to created forms and seeking how to approach this act of creation with respect, reverence and integrity. But here, in Her town and amidst Her apprentices, the question was plunging into the reality of the bodies and of their common milieu, of the material relations of consciousness. Some had already had a glimpse of another substance, resembling a malleable and responsive clay, of an orange hue, self-luminous, intolerant of all artifice, demanding truthfulness. Years before She had depicted this great ship of the new world, those beings clothed by consciousness, without shadows, complementing one another, in a full harmony of sense and will – without ego. *

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