NFT - The Temple of the Savior
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The artwork depicts a luminous figure, enveloped in a golden radiance, radiating beams and sparks in all directions. The shape of the light outlines a vesica piscis geometry, with the human figure reborn precisely at the center of this iconic form. This composition not only emphasizes the divine nature of the figure but also the profound symbolism of spiritual rebirth. The entire scene evokes a feeling of warmth, illumination, and spiritual awakening, inviting the viewer to explore the theme of duality and the unity rediscovered through transformation.
Here, there is nothing but formless tension. The iridescence of transcendence. The present of immaculate conception, where the Unrevealed steps toward Existence. This was the Gate of the Word. Here flowed the fullness of all revelations before they donned, in the world of Nin-gal, the material mantle of the Word.
Here, Bel-Shalti-Nannar gained all knowledge and the full mystery of liberation. From here, she was to return, for the last time, along a hidden path, just as from the Temple of the Saviors each being was to return for the last time, for the Word had taken life within them.
When, before the altar of the Great Sanctuary, Bel-Shalti-Nannar rose again from her sarcophagus, the nine elder priests were already gathered around her, and behind them stood their ninety disciples, and all those whose souls belonged to the True Church. They all waited for her to speak and to reveal the reason for her return.
The eldest of the priests bowed deeply before her and called her by name.
— Have you returned, Bel-Shalti-Nannar?
— I have returned, she spoke softly, the one called by the divine name. I have returned to speak to you! Listen well! What I will tell you must not be written down, nor shown in images. What I proclaim to you is the Path itself, the Deed itself, and the cessation of all doing. What I proclaim to you is the final step. To hear what I say is equal to acting, to distancing oneself, to plunging—solitary and invisible—into that which is isolated, whose funnel leads from the whirlwind, from division, toward liberation in Union. I come from somewhere, and that “somewhere” is not a place, for all places end there, and even the word “end” ceases to exist there. The thread of spoken expression can only lead from one threshold to another, and beyond the threshold, this thread is broken.
The mystery is Man!
Man is the image of God. He mirrors Nin-gal and embraces the Eternal One. Nin-gal cannot redeem herself except through the absorption of the Great Twilight of the World, when the being born from her womb returns to her. But man can choose another path. Man can redeem himself. In man lies the gate to exit: God. The Genitor. The Unrevealed One. Pay heed to the Messiah! To the Messenger who returns again and again to fulfill the Mystery. He walks the path and calls us to follow him into liberation. He walks the circular way… and then takes the hidden path, which leads to the secret gate. Pay heed!
He was conceived without sin, just as existence was conceived without sin in the womb of Nin-gal, through her God. The moment when the Divine Child appears on Earth is dark and full of tensions. The planets, in deadly proximity, fill the world with horrors. Heavy radiation streams from stars. At night, the sky is streaked with comets bearing luminous tails. The web of nervous trajectories and waters is shaken by sunspots, by magnetic storms. All crises erupt. Diseases become acute, manias turn into delirium, anger into revenge, misunderstanding into war, and war becomes a sea of blood that can no longer be stopped.
The three planes of the macro- and microcosm, shaken by tensions, incited by cries of sorrow, bathed in blood, focus their attention on the important figure who has stepped onto the stage and begun his journey... The Child grows and becomes a man. At first, he walks in the footsteps of others, he remembers, he prepares, but the things around him stand vigil, uneasy, and oppose him. They sense the danger. A danger greater and more destructive than any other.
In him lies a threat of alienation, a principle opposed to the rushing, fiery flow of life. He carries with him a forbidden cargo, an explosive that mortally threatens, capable of breaking down matter. And matter stands in his way. It blocks him in his own body, in his own blood, in his senses, in his flesh, in his nerves, and begins to torment him. It torments him with hindrances, mockery, insurmountable obstacles, slander, hunger, misery, illness; it torments him with doubts, with beauty, with the countless temptations of sensuality.
But all these temptations become purifying trials, empowering him, and the Messiah continues his journey. He quickens his steps. He is now on a new path—his own path. The footsteps of others have vanished. He is the one who opens the way. He leaves tracks and signs. Then, he reveals his identity. Around his solitary figure, a murmur of hatred arises. He has been recognized: It is He!
Around his solitary figure, delirious longings and unbridled hopes ignite. He has been recognized: It is He. His solitary steps are followed by other weary footsteps. He has been recognized: It is He! The current that runs in a circle surges with wild force, ripping away the clinging fingers of the beings of the moment, cleansing the roads, dissolving and reformulating the matter that continuously pours forth. The wheel of existence keeps turning, blinding, dizzying you…
But before the Messiah, walls of shadows densified by rotation open, and He crosses the flood of becoming. For a blinding moment, the whirlpool floods with light before the three worlds frozen in attention, and the Gate reveals itself. In vain does matter rush upon it to knock it down, to deny it, to destroy it. The agonizing death of the Messiah becomes martyrdom, and the martyrdom transforms into the key that opens the gate of liberation.
The Mystery has been fulfilled before the witnesses. The Revelation has occurred. The Word has been spoken. The signal fires burn, and the traces of footsteps show that, through suffering and death, the path leads toward Salvation.
