The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,
Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light—
Were all like workings of one mind, the features
Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree,
Characters of the great Apocalypse,
The types and symbols of Eternity,
Of first and last, and midst, and without end.
- William Wordsworth, The Simplon Pass

ἀποκάλυψις – ἀπό-καλύπτω – apó-kalúptō – apokálupsis – apocalypse – un-cover, un-veil, un-conceal, reveal

I gift to you the unveiling; you gift to me the apocalypse.

Nine days from heaven, nine days to hell. The earth reveals the concealed, above and below. We animas in animation ballet the possible, hylomorphs of spiritmatter dueting the cosmos. I flower in time, the bloom of the here-and-now. Sunflowers mystic the senses, the what-is unveiling beauty. Every moment is an apocalypse and every motion a rebirth. Creation creates creation.

Thinking is a doing. Cartesian gnosticism haunts the bodymind. There is no form outside the forming and enformed, no world other than the one of spiritflesh. We talk the same world that we think and think the same matter in our listening. Walking. Kneeling. Rocking back-and-forth. Consciousness bubbles up from bodies-in-placetime, the circulation of attention in kenosis. The self is gift and given, same-as-love. How many Seraphim can nap together on a couch? Perichoresis charts the ineffability of the is; love animates the imago Dei. Jesus weeps and thinks that makes him special. We weep and pretend that we don’t. Humanimals mundane the special. Animanimals special the mundane. We never left the Garden but forgot that it was growing. To understand is to apocalypse, to reveal the already-here. To apocalypse the all, one spirits the cosmopsyche, unraveling the universe in particularity, the eternal super-kenosis. Sophia is as Pan does.

We forest us forests. Every life is a biome, the ecosystem of my body, the placetime of my mind. There are no properties in the thing; the properties emerge from relation. Each bundle of spiritmatter potentiates powers that enform the faculties of other powers, the lifepower of subjectivity. This enforming actualizes a potential, manifesting a property as a relation between you and I. No leaf is green, but I and the leaf together qualia greenness. There is neither subject nor object, only world. Consciousness is the world-in-animation, the flow of actualizing potential that is spiritmatter. To perceive is to apocalypse, to reveal the potential, to make-new the world. God Gods as I I.

You gift to the One, Many; I gift to the Many, One.

γένεσις – γίγνομαι–σις – gígnomai-sis – génesis – genesis – origin, source, to-come-into-being, to-become

What one needs to do at every moment of one’s life is to put an end to the old world and to begin a new world. – Nikolai Berdyaev, The Beginning & the End

Image: Genesis by Alexander Bogen (2002)