The opening!... I wasn't looking for it.
When you are a tadpole gorged with uncertain truths, and happy to be so, and... surprise! a melody sings to you "vertical! vertical! vertical!", you cling by instinct before grasping the extraordinary, palpating the unimaginable...
The first note, the emotion, I can still feel it rising, rising, and lighting up my brain...
…The boat in the night, the breath of the storm on the sea, on the sails, on my face; and me, clinging to the helm, exhausted, drained, sometimes, penetrating beyond fatigue. And suddenly, like a light breeze, that thought there and then ridiculous... "A manual? And if life had written an instruction manual..." Volatile, light, insignificant, with a pleasant quiver, the intrigue slipped into me. A user manual? A hidden function?! "Power-up!" press the green button. It could have melted away, this vision, evaporated into my comic delirium; not at all... this "ignition" tickled the bottom, my deepest... Eruption! Rising from the abyss, a cascade of certainty, limpid, surprising, gushed forth... clear, sharp, slicing through the question, revealing the unsuspected... "Simple!" it was, this user's manual, of an "evident! surprising! simplicity", I threw to the stars... "absolute!" Bewildered by this inspiration, amazed, attempting myself to follow the sudden communion with the heavens... here I was wondering "where!" was it hiding, this evident-absolute user manual? "There!", as powerful as it was unexpected, the unusual mystery that I seemed to contain all along, made my skin crawl... The awakening, all antennae erect, ready to pick up the echo, to catch the heavenly response. Life had not enjoyed hiding it, this user manual, absolutely not, it had written it "there", in front of everyone's eyes... "there", visible! all the time... "there", I repeated to my inner madness and to the whole sky... "there!" Far from imagining the force of my enchantment... "There!" across the sky appeared, this user manual... revealed, drawn by millions of stars... a face... immense, radiant... "Face?... the opening!" I was invaded by this revelation... it resonated each of my atoms, created the chord, the breath, the void that inhaled this radiant-face-celestial... "Face...", I said to myself and the entire universe, filled, overflowing with emotion. "Face?", I was already investigating ... "nose-eyes-forehead?" ... "understand...".
Taken! completely, completely taken… illuminated.
The moment was also premonitory; I missed it, all too evident, but when I think back on it... the unimaginable impossible to grasp in the moment, paraded before my eyes...
Melted by the night, the sea was one with the sky... The boat seemed to spin in the void, I had the impression I was sailing among the stars... "Traveller-celestial...", who could have imagined it? "Face...", it took me some time, a long time. Finally, the moon spoke... "Eclipse...", "Ignition!" from Atemporal, I lit up. Atemporal! Atemporality... becoming, being! Atemporal... abstract oneself from time... going from mortal to atemporal...
"How did I do that?"
...at the moment, I did not have time to grasp. In fact, I inhaled myself, from the first cell to the last. They came to me like suns, my billions of cells, penetrating me... an ocean of stars, I held, I embraced; in disbelief, I sank my face into it wondering "Is it me? Is it really me!" That's all, that's the one, single thought before the marvellous grabs me and takes me away...
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Readers' opinions...
Artur
Commented in France 🇫🇷 on May 12, 202
As the author writes, as an aside: 'Enough! It is no longer a question of defining our blackness again and again and again and again and again, but of getting out of it.’ ‘The opening’ constructed by this novel is revealing to say the least. It is not necessary to be an astrophysicist, to understand time, to follow the author. A revelation, when it contains a bit of truth, resonates throughout the body, with the smallest of our cells... we feel it. I was pleasantly surprised throughout the reading. I will not cite any of these revelations, they require a preamble, this novel. To read and reread without any moderation.
Miryam
Commented in France 🇫🇷 on January 9, 2022
What the author puts forward is very surprising... according to him, we have a hidden function capable of abstracting us from time.
The feather is light; full of characters, a real novel! A beautiful enigma sustained until the end. To read and reread.
Stéphanie DiMichele
Commented in Italian on January 19, 2023
This novel catapults you into non-places. It conveys the discomfort and anxiety of research because in the book the protagonist tries to decipher an important enigma. The quest is difficult. The attempt to understand, to reconstruct, to remember, to decipher. Reading is therefore also difficult. In my opinion, the novel does not respect the Aristotelian rules of time, place and space because, on the other hand, Timelessness, the Invisibles and the Beyond are some of the protagonists of the journey. It was necessary to deliberately move away from rules, places and common spaces. It sometimes immersed me in an almost "manga" world between galaxies, black holes, craters, stars, and characters named Mimi or Kiko. But the book "caresses" you both with very well characterized characters like Aunt Louise (an exciting sedative) and like the old man in the tower, and with others, like Léon the bartender of the station, the 3 children (one of whom is an angel) from the last pages, Capo, Nato, Marisa. Then there are other mirage characters. And many places: from Parisian bars to Malta to open horizons over the sea to the sky to space. You go up and down, here and there with the protagonist. Another important protagonist are the winds, the lightness necessary to travel and move here and there, to carefully observe, understand and grasp the enigma. The book intrigues, makes you think, manages to create different sensations. A great reading experience, read in one sitting.
Merlinissimo
Commented in France 🇫🇷 on January 6, 202
A book is above all a subject. What a pleasant feeling to feel less alone... This is what I felt when I closed this novel.
Christian
Commented in French 🇫🇷 on January 6, 2023
How the mind can cause eclipse; finally a real enigma. I read and reread, and I still don't get it.
Alessandro D'Ancona
Commented in Italian on February 2, 2023
In this book I found interesting ideas: the pyramid of men, the wind that cleanses and renews you, the green sun, self-inspiration, the enjoyment of rain on the head, different places and different met. It’s a journey, perhaps in itself. To read and reread.
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How can we abstract ourselves from time?...
The 'Atemporal' is the main character of this novel... After a small trip in the skies, he is back on the planet. He recomposes himself as a 'human' in an Amazonian river, among the Invisibles, people of the forest.
His only memory... "I came from heaven."
His first thought… "How did I do it? …"
He will search, find his past. He will remember where he left, where he became 'Atemporal'... the White Tower, a guard tower planted on the edge of an island located practically on the other side of the planet.
"How did I do it? …"
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