Monad

«Thus have I heard. Many times the monad unfolded in the cloth of matter. She was the light, who forgot it was the light. She was the stone, who forgot it was the stone. Appearing in the darkness, she found that everything possible to touch was solid. One angle was equal to another angle. Planes between angles she named walls. The habitable space she named the room. Once she had a dream that other rooms existed behind the walls. They appeared, changed in order, merged and emptied. In the centre was an area with an infinite number of angles, each angle going deep into space, unfolding and enclosing itself. The farther from the centre the rooms were located, the simpler their structure was. St...View all