Light Does Not Come From

For Those To Whom A Stone Reveals Itself As Sacred, Its Immediate Reality Is Transmuted Into Supernatural Reality. In Other Words, For Those Who Have A Religious Experience All Nature Is Capable Of Revealing Itself As Cosmic Sacrality.

If We Pay No Attention To It, Time Does Not Exist.

The Primitive Magician, The Medicine Man Or Shaman Is Not Only A Sick Man, He Is Above All, A Sick Man Who Has Been Cured, Who Has Succeeded In Curing Himself.

In Imitating The Exemplary Acts Of A God Or Of A Mythic Hero, Or Simply By Recounting Their Adventures, The Man Of An Archaic Society Detaches Himself From Profane Time And Magically Re-enters The Great Time, The Sacred Time.

The Sacred Tree, The Sacred Stone Are Not Adored As Stone Or Tree; They Are Worshipped Precisely Because They Are Hierophanies, Because They Show Something That Is No Longer Stone Or Tree But Sacred, The Ganz Andere Or 'wholly Other.'