half a century ago the first of the three cathedrals of the origin of christianity as we know it, a meeting of jewish( egyptian) and macedonian( european) spirituality, was discovered on the slope of the higher hill sheltering the holy cradle of ohrid( same as crete, the centre of the bronze age), the city on the northern coast of this natural baptistery,the lake of light.
at the entrance of the church a vase with water, the center of the polyconchal temple filled with images of creatures of this world, seemingly emerging from that vase: in the begining is the word, the word is with god, through the word all is created...
...and the word is god! we see that the representations of the earthly creatures are all edible: father made everything perfect and it is all for us.
the depictions are given within a frame of fabric: textil in latin. and the word for the written word is: text. in the european languages there is a connection between the world/the word and the web/the weaving.
the vase on the left with the swastika on it is north of the alter and the word swastika is from an other group of european languages, ie, slavic: swa( world/light/holy) and stika( to weave-stricken in german, teksere in latin, tkae in macedonian).
what is this european opsession with weaving, why should the world be woven?
if we happen to be by the side of this beautiful lake on one of the many sunny days we'll experience why the slavs think that the world is made of light: the rays of the sun, playing in the crystal clarity give us the impression that the water is woven of light. our grandmothers, 5 thousand years bc( the swastika symbol is from the stone age, representing litteraly two branches crossed and twisted, an algorithm for basket making), would weave baskets and exchange verses and come up with that funny idea that the world itself is a whirl of waves of light.
but do not the subatomic "particles" behave as such? and christ, does he not appear( transfiguratio christi) as light to the apostels? is he not coming as lightning to end the world?
the word of god is not like ours, trembling air, the voice of god is light. the song of the lord: the world.
so what is that creature, that bird, doing drinking from the cup, the water, the whirl of light, the word of god? that is my immortal soul, that is the most colourful creature known to the european, the peacock! we are as colourful, we are spiritual beings( like angels, says christ), we can comprehend everything. and we are almighty like our father is: in the name of christ, the father will do anything for every single one of us. our dreams, our prayers weave this reality. together with the lord we sing, the swastika is an ancient symbol of that unity.
a meeting of the brave jewish men, speaking the truth, and the macedonian women( on this continent of winter, there's no truth/ trae in macedonian, dauer in german, but thanx to god there was always mothers and children, the mothers tongue is the historical document).
this christian temple, by this baptistery created by our parent to whom we go back as there's plenty of room in heaven.
