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House of Mirrors
Zen koan: To attain Enlightenment, look in the mirror.
Tinfoil-laminated glass reflects physical form. Eyes return a gaze; their secrets impossible to comprehend.
The material world, a movie projected by collective imagination – its beauty, its horror, a juxtaposition of light and dark. Is God the eternal dance?
Our interior realm, individual imagination’s domain. Its flashlight focused on what can be felt, intuited, educed from Infinity’s formless void. Perhaps a cauldron. Maybe the Holy Grail. Who decides?
There is no exit from this House of Mirrors, only rooms in which to live. Which mirror will be your home?