When my holograms turned out to be crop circles
An awakening in light, in which visions turned out not to be figments of the imagination, but memories of a living geometry that already existed. It began without warning. In the quiet hours of November 2003, patterns of light appeared before my eyes—geometric, refined, alive. At first, I dismissed them as something fleeting. Projections of the mind, holograms somewhere between waking and dreaming. […]