Sohnaris
At the limits of perception.
What drives a mind to want to hold the whole within a single word? That word is the Sohnaris.
Some ideas yield once you take the right step back. But when the widest perspective and the most settled mind no longer suffice, the Sohnaris reveals itself through the sole prism of our lucidity.
Why conceive of such a concept?
Let us question together the impulse that leads to imagining the Sohnaris.
Why does the mind need frames to think the infinite?
We can only conceive with what we already know. Giving a name to the limitless — is it not a way of making it habitable, or of reassuring ourselves?
Can we name what we cannot conceive?
The Sohnaris defines itself in a deliberately circular way: to think it is already to be part of it. Does the word create the thing, or merely point to our own limit?
Can imagination, born of matter, surpass it?
Our thoughts come out of a brain, and so out of the physical world. How does this bounded tool claim to speak of the limitless? Therein lies, perhaps, the finest of paradoxes.
And what if there were an outside, forever out of reach?
To accept that everything is contained, while keeping open the hypothesis of an elsewhere beyond reach: a vertiginous humility, rather than an answer.
Three spheres, five arcs, one circle
The Sohnaris turns on nine components, each carrying a name and a precept. So many doors — yet none opens with words.
Everything that is, is already no more. The end is written in the beginning.
Cross the threshold
If these questions resonate, what follows them lies beyond the threshold. The step is yours to take.
Discover the Sohnaris