ārmageddon II

ārmageddon II Although the word armageddon by itself comes with apocalyptic connotations and surely all the chaos that may be projected towards the end of the world, I would like to express a brighter approach. I’ve titled this piece as such with a diacritic mark, the macron, to represent an era that we have yet to know. I also believe that this era is here today, in the world of the subtle. We observe its unraveling in our gentle gestures, in the warmth of love, and in the dance of incense smoke.  One day, years ago, I made a wish. A strong visual played in my mind, and for years it accompanied me to remind me of my intentions. The years passed, and this visual would visit me occasionally in my waking moments. Upon opening HEĀRTRIUM, this visual came one last time, shocking my senses and arresting the flow of time. Looking into the chaos, or “hēll”, that was the space at its birth, I saw a figure. A handsome young man with curly hair and suffering eyes, an embodiment of compassion lo