first anima ive seen that pretty much inhabits post-secular melancholia in its purest register, transcendence is doomed and still its architecture refuses to collapse. even the depiction of the egg (<b><i>insanely</i></b>) operates as a closed cosmology that an object saturated with deferred revelation leading us to her guardianship reads as fidelity to an absent absolute; the soldier embodies <i>hermeneutic fatigue</i>, thus their encounter stages a crisis of interpretation whether symbols still mediate the sacred or merely archive it. so does it or not sustain the theology of suspension? specifically if it’s only left in a state of ontological dusk? no shit i just cried confusedly