THE FALL. Everything they told us was wrong, Aurora discovers when her love for something human wrenches her from the plane of light and locates her again in the world of forms, a world that relegates prophets to lost civilizations and the unseen to the insane. How one might apprehend everything all at once and then let go, falling back into a human mind. How strangely biblical it seems, and how prescribed that she is Eve now betraying God for Adam, for she cannot reconcile the two. When in scathing diatribe her husband reveals the repercussions of her neglect and threatens to leave her, she unwittingly sets fire to the bridge of light, the way back to the universe beyond. She has lost God, and now she is losing Adam. There is only a memory of peace and the knowledge of how little we have learned in the land of illusion. APOCALYPSE. It is how apocalypse might become an invitation to rebirth and myth a passage into a higher level of consciousness. Essentially, consciousness becomes our salvation. It has always been. We walk in the light, levitate as if carried, as if nothing could harm us in the world until something does. Until the reality of the world branded into us by the rulers, societal systems and law reaches in and reminds us of what we were in shadow. Then the heroine falls back into a human body and knows what it means to fall. She is Eve, her vision expanded so that she feels beyond time that she has always been. She understands then symbol is not representative of a thing, but it is that thing indivisible. In other words, she reaches the level of cosmic consciousness, which then slips away as world returns, and she becomes conscious again of phenomena, a realm of things without light.REALITY. In essence, she is fulfilling the story of Pistis Sophia, and thus Eve, as found in the Nag Hammadi codices, where one in ignorance and without the assistance of the divine, creates a world of phenomena. This world within its delusionary state seeks to desecrate all that is God, for what is real threatens its existence. Its rulers are the jealous gods, personifications of systems human has put in place, those blind to what is real. Their end, for they are not eternal, is in death; they collapse and divide that one might witness her own augmentation and union. So is the nature of awareness. When we detach an abstract thing from its context, we see it in its pure form, for its true properties.