APOCOLYPSIS THRESHOLD

The veils fall. The truth emerges.

Now you can't go back.

It is not an end, nor is it a beginning.

It is a suspended passage, a gap that does not

is named.

Here reality cracks, and in its silence.

images arise that do not belong to the

time.

Every threshold is an enigma: it does not offer you

answers,

forces you to pause, to listen.

Apocolypsis does not unveil, but strips.

It does not tell you what you will find,

shows you what you can no longer carry with

you.

Those who enter this threshold do not remain the

same.

You leave behind the superfluous,

opens to the transforming mystery.