Jodorowski once told me of a photographer in Mexico who was shooting images of cocoons. “They are neither worms nor butterflies,” she explained, “I’m taking photographs of the nothing.”
For the Toltec, the alchemically transformed heart is represented by an obsidian butterfly.
Your heart is a cocoon. Inside there is a seed of the infinite, a silent void in the dark, a particle of the eternal night.
Let it be fed with the dreams of the best and purest of lights.
Neither moth nor worm,
the angelic cocoon dreams
with flutters of light.
Photography by Adumbrations Photography